Seth’s aunt communicated a message from him, because he is blocked on all of my accounts, for good reason, of course. I’m not going to message him, right now. In the future, who knows? Probably not though. That kid fucked me up in the head, probably because I just let him get to me too much. Fuck it, don’t even care.
My friend, just friend I assure you, Marc was living in a homeless shelter, courtesy of his mother dumping him there and saying she’d come back for him, but she didn’t. She brought him up here from Florida for the holidays and mom and I’ve decided that he’s going to live with us, because it would be horrible for him to go back to that place. What the future holds for him? I’m going to try my damned best to get him up on his feet and on his own.
Love,
Just Jo Ann
