I feel bad for Gus..
We went to bed around 6. It’s about 10:30 right now and despite my belief my mother and her boyfriend actually decided to stay home and cook breakfast and they’re making so much fucking noise in the process. They could have clearly went out since I paid for the 40-fucking-dollar breakfast everyone had yesterday.
Gus is tossing and turning, bad. I want to just kiss him and apologize but idk if he’s just sleep and having a bad time or awake and trying hard to sleep. I guess either way, he now sees for the need for me to get out of here. I just don’t have the right environment for a room. I need my space and privacy away from the house.
If anything maybe this can really cement it in his mind that my conditions aren’t ideal, and that we really do need to get the ball rolling for moving.