I'm sorry you live there, I don't know why you love and care for me when I am unstable, depressed and psychotic, but that's some real G stuff, because I don't say it enough, I love you too. I'm sorry things are so bad for me...and all that other stuff that's going wrong, everything is bad right now. I couldn't ask for a better sister, friend, Heaven-sent second-self, twin.
Here's Melvin, the floor in the shed is dirty, I didn't vacuum, vacuuming is stupid.
