So I lay here thinking about life and all the situations.

Set up by GD and he didn't show.

I must remember my anger and tax him for the stress he is causing me.

All I can do is laugh about it all.

Rising in health and capacity and enduring the price to pay for my actions.

Laughing about smoking tire smell

Shotguns and cigars

Serious Hunger in R's smoky undertones

Her calling out D as an asshole...

The vacillating feelings of laughter, frustrations, and expectations of myself and story.