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DRIP OF FAYGO!

So.. I don't think Charlie likes me now. My psychotic ex (my son's father) started a lot of bullshit drama today, and messed my house up worse. Charlie came by to bring me a phone and I wasn't here so he let himself in to set it down for me and saw how unbelievably messy my house was, then called and ended up speaking with said ex when he was in the middle of fighting with me.

It took me forever to get him out of my house and we even got the police involved and they finally ran him off and my house is clean and..

Now he's sleepy and doesn't want to talk to me.

I love how that happens. Why do I feel so sad? I'm not supposed to have a heart. :/