{June 15, 2012}   Flat

When you need help. Help is never around. So it’s never a wonder that you don’t ask for help. It’s not a BPD issue right now but just plain old help. It’s midnight. I’m in the middle of the city with a flat tire and no one is to be found. Sigh. When it rains it pours. It isn’t enough that last night was crap. Now. Another crisis. Good thing I have a phone to try and figure road side assistance. I dont have AAA but I can change a flat. Fuck. Tired. It never ends.


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