Ratboy Wants It All To Crumble
One of the aspects of my sicker self that I love, hate, respect, pity, and appreciate is a guy that I named “Ratboy”.
One of the aspects of my sicker self that I love, hate, respect, pity, and appreciate is a guy that I named “Ratboy”.
He was tired of carrying her weight. Her financial choices and responsibilities. Her alcoholism. And he knew she was tired of his drug abuse and laziness and porn addiction. And Train played. And the guy kept talking. “Thing is, man… if it weren’t for divorce, I’d have student loans.”