I am up in the mountains and my beau decides now is a good time to un-beau me.
Over facebook chat. (Thats the truth, I couldn't make that shit up).
Remind you, I have no phone, no instant connection to the world outside of my crazy family and I am up here trying to deal with this.
All I have for real comfort (since my family hates that I am gay and refuses to hear about it) is alcohol and cigarettes. Super cozy, right?
Good times.
Be forewarned that over the next few weeks my posts may be despondent and decidedly pissed off.
I told Woolf via Skype today that I was going to be come "THAT" lesbian with too much eye makeup, hair in her face and dark colored clothes. She didn't put up an argument.
Cheers.
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