“everyone has their own shit, i guess. an’ measurin’ what’s worse can be objective. depends on the person in the situation.” people could try to comprehend how other’s felt, but in the end they really couldn’t. everyone felt differently, experienced differently. “no sense dwelling on the awful past, though. —— another round?”
“make it three – it’s going to be a long night.” maybe it wouldn’t be, but ky wasn’t going to take that chance. not when all he wanted was to drown himself in drinks. at least for the moment. “the past is shit – future more shit. we’re stuck in the middle.”