Not The Point

Whether she had anything to do with me or not, really was not the point. I reached out to Lisa to see if she wanted the pics.

I wrote back at 4:20pm , ” you know what Lisa? Never mind, forget I asked, ok? A simple yes or not would have sufficed but apparently that’s too much to ask. I ask out of kindness, thinking you are probably having a hard time since you told your dad to F off, but apparently you can’t let things go. guess what? HE DID as you asked, LITERALLY… Bet that makes you feel so much better. So, never mind. I will keep the pictures for Thomas or in a box. SO LONG….”