Hey. Don't give up.

"The tragedy of life is not death but what we let die inside of us while we live."

-Norman Cousins

This discussion involves eating disgustingly overly ripe bananas.

C: Ok ok, I will give you $20 if you eat the whole banana with the skin on AND sing a song while you're doing it. You can even choose the song.

Cr: I can choose the song?!

C: You can choose the song!

*silence as we look at each other across from the table*

C: Ok, how about I give you $20 if I get to smash the entire banana up your nose while you sing a song. You can choose the song. 

Cr: Why do you make it seem like choosing the song is a privilege?

C: Because I'd like you to think that you have some control over this situation. THERE CAN BE NO TRUE DESPAIR WITHOUT HOPE.

Thursday Nights

Cozy with the cutie.

There is a bum on my bum.

Leftovers, Youtube and pajamas.

So Dad "wants" a divorce.

And life goes on.

You know, I really hate it when my parents threaten to divorce each other for some reason or the other.  And then they let the rest of us know.  And then they end up staying together for some reason or the other. Repeat.

If you're going to be saying these things, about not wanting to be together anymore, you better be fucking serious about it.  Especially if you have children to consider.  And if both of you are going to constantly bring this shit up, then maybe it should happen because your relationship loses meaning and value each time it happens.  Real or not real?