School started in fall and I would go to class as much as I could because I had to and I had some luck with that. Emily always had to stay at school all day because she taught a remedial writing class for the undergraduates in addition to going to her own classes and her last class didn’t get over with until eight at night on Tuesday and Thursday. So I spent much of the days at home alone and not doing the things I was supposed to be doing. I’d get so depressed I couldn’t move. Emily would get to telling me I was a worthless fuck. And she was a cunt for that; but she had her reasons, I guess.
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