Ex-Wife Cuts Her Hand on Icy Porch, But Dad Refuses to Take Her to the ER, And Chaos And Regret Ensue
Sometimes the shortest route to stitches is the longest road to regret.
Sometimes the shortest route to stitches is the longest road to regret.
That’s a great plan!
I ask what is going on and my mom says she invited Sarah so we can work this out in the spirit of the holidays.
The organizer is in the wrong, and should rectify this.
Turns out, most rules exist for a reason.
Told us to go **** ourselves and got up and went to his desk grabbed his few things and left.
She’s static, grabs my arm to look at and compliment it, then asks, “Who’s AJ?”
She then took screenshots of me walking in looking like a hideous ghoul.
my dog still lives with him, and i have friends that miss me, but i can’t stand going back.
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