Hey A—

I heard from my Mom yesterday. As per usual, she's wanting money, though this time I'm not sure whether or not it's for her rent or for her deadbeat boyfriend du jour. I don't think she gets that we make shit pay as it stands, and most of mine goes to my sister for Beth's doctor visits etc. I don't have any to spare to feed her drug habit. My baby girl takes precedence. She was pretty pissed when I told her no, but the great thing about telephones is that you can hang up on people. That probably didn't help matters much, but idgaf any more.

Tell me about your mom. What's she doing these days? Your family sounds so normal, it's like I'm watching a movie or reading a book or something. How are your sisters?

I'd keep writing, but I'm being yelled at, so I'm gonna go now. It's still so fucking weird to write long-hand lol. I'm not used to this. But it's kind of nice. You're the only person I really actually write to; sometimes I send Beth notes and stuff, but she's got her own laptop already, so we mostly email.

Okay, going for real now, I just dodged a boot thrown at my head. Write back soon.
—S