I can tell she’s upset, but I can’t be bothered to say anything. Some days are just like that.

“We look for pretty girls we can say bad things to. No one shows up.”

“He’s always complaining about the fucking recession and how the government is w…”

“No one answers. It feels as if I’m not there, as if I’m as invisible as the nic…”

“Our apartment is a hotel for losers. A pit stop before the next ride.”