Fuck there's no fucking heat in the fucking house.

And how is that my problem? Maybe move somewhere tropical, like Africa. You wouldn't last a day outside of the free world, nigga.

What?

Tonight I am thinking of my own simplicity. I have realised I don't really want a lot. Is it a good thing? That is something that I will choose to not think about. I mean, when I separate myself from the world around me, and think about the things that I want, they are all quite simple. A soft bed, a golden lamp, books and a place to keep those books in. I hope to go places and then come back, alone but fulfilled. That's enough, right? Why am I asking you? Would you say yes, though, would you tell me this smallness isn't a waste?

How easy it is to end up in a room with someone cartoonishly evil where nobody is acknowledging it so there's an incentive to accept the gradual moral attrition rather than commit social faux pas.

The Trump administration recently announced that the only refugees they are currently letting in are Afrikaners. Why not use this to gain US citizenship?

While I have applied for the refugee program, I haven't heard back from them.

I suspect it may be because I'm not an Afrikaner, which are descendants of the Dutch. I hail from the English settlers.

So I'm in between a rock and a hard place.

You and that vapid whore you call a wife are fired.

You're on thin ice.

Sugar-tits!

[N]o one thought I needed counseling.

We can agree to disagree.