Maybe I will. See how everyone likes it when I’m the one that’s gone for a change.
I’m not even a mother, Nate.
A holiday’s a holiday - it’s meant to be celebrated.
Because everyone keeps leaving and coming back and toying with my fucking emotions. And I just…I’m so tired of feeling like this. So if you could just not leave again that’d be really great.
I make no promises, Abigail.
But don’t I always come back?
I don’t like that Nathan.
Yeah, you always come back. But that’s not the point. It still hurts everytime I wake up and find someone gone. Regardless of if they come back or not. And maybe, maybe I just want to leave and be gone for awhile. But everytime I try to go someone stops me. And I just…I want to go.
Then go. Nobody’s really stopping you if you think about it. It just depends on how much confidence you have in the fact that people will be waiting for you.
When you leave, you leave for you.
Other than that, happy Mother’s Day.
Look who it is. Where’ve you been, half brother?
I have no idea what you’re talking about, perhaps I’ve been here the whole time.
