I love you, Garebear. Thanks for always, and I mean ALWAYS, being there. Just that hour of your day you gave up for me today, just an hour of someone to talk to over some coffee and cigarettes. Your undivided attention. I woke up this morning, pissed as fuck from 6am till’ you picked me up. Full concentration and some time to think, for me to unload my stress. Ugh, I love you Gary.
20 Oct 2010 / 5 notes