I didn't expect to meet her but the big one wanted his bass and I was coming from the hairdresser -- thank God. It was awful. I had nothing to say but hello. She was cooking in the kitchen with Mario, showing him how to make gyoza or something. Happy. Happy. Happy.
Ex looked awful. I feel awful, like I don't belong anywhere, like some woman I don't know and haven't even vetted is taking my place. The house is empty and I can't find the cats. But wait, the guinea pigs are here. They live in cages and can't go anywhere. All divorced people need pets in cages.
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No one is as fabulous as you! <3
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