Stop asking me to visit you. I don't have money. I don't have a car. I don't have anything. Stop making me feel so fucking guilty for not seeing you. I think I got asked from 5 or 6 different people to come visit them for Halloween.
IT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.
I wish I could see you, trust me. I am lonely as fuck here at home, but there is no realistic way that can happen. So please, stop.
13 October 2010
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Meg. I'm really sorry.
ReplyDeleteI love you Margo.
I didn't know it was getting to you.