Matron of the 9th circle on Nostr: Oh, Tigs. It's so hard to leave an asshole. Hugs, if you want them. Funny (maybe not) ...
Oh, Tigs.
It's so hard to leave an asshole. Hugs, if you want them.
Funny (maybe not) anecdote about the day after I left he who shall not be named; I was sitting at a bus stop near Hastings and Main and this crusty street guy saw me crying and offered to let me move in with him. I politely declined, because I already had a couch for the night.
It's so hard to leave an asshole. Hugs, if you want them.
Funny (maybe not) anecdote about the day after I left he who shall not be named; I was sitting at a bus stop near Hastings and Main and this crusty street guy saw me crying and offered to let me move in with him. I politely declined, because I already had a couch for the night.