Erin
So you just want me to trape around Cuba, knocking on doors?
I hate this. I'm so sick and tired of waitinf around, twiddling my thumbs, expecting him to walk through the door. But what if he's still there for a good reason?
No, nevermind, fuck that, he shouldn't have gone in the first place. He's just...UGH, he drives me so fucking crazy Erin, and the worst part is that I don't know whether or not I should beat the shit out of him or kiss him when I see him again. He always does this, he just...he does something so stupid and I hate everything about him until I see him again, and then I just...melt.
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