To the little blonde at the Common who told me to have a happy Canada Day, who I gave a grave look to, who responded with a look of shock, maybe dread even…
I’m sick, just wanted some fireworks footage, was miserable among everyone there and right before you said that, I thought “I can’t get along with anyone,” which was then proven.
You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m an asshole. —Piece of gutter shit
This article appears in Jun 29 – Jul 5, 2017.
