February 2012
302 posts
My mum's boyfriend
Just spoke to me for the first time in almost six weeks to tell me that leaving crumbs on the bench is “faarkin disrespectful ay” and makes me a horrible person, then sticks his finger up at me, stamps his feet and slams the door. I just lost all faith in humanity.
“I myself am made entirely out of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.”
– Augusten Burroughs
