This weekend my father left my mother after 25 years of marriage, for a woman he has supposedly only known for 2 weeks, and my family is obviously in chaos mode. I’m being pulled and prodded, moms trying to use me as the middle man and I have no idea what the hell I’m supposed to do besides love them both and look out for my little brother through it all.
Instead of dealing with it today, as I should, I’m smoking hookah and eating fried chicken with some Baja Blast from last nights leftover Taco Bell while wearing my new Monsters University sleep pants. I’m about to start some Teen Wolf and after a bit do some housework, but I honestly haven’t the slightest desire to be a responsible human being. I honestly don’t want to function.