Eric: You went to look at a house today.
Lacey: Yes.
Eric: *Laughing*
You should buy it.
Or definitely think about it.
I know people in that area. Good people.
Lacey: It scares me.
The rooms upstairs aren’t as big as the rooms in our current house.
*This is a text message.*
Lacey: I CANNOT HANDLE THIS!
I’m not comfortable being this person…
Eric: I COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND.
Lacey: WHAT THE HELL, ERIC!? What the HELL!?
Eric: Just relax.
And make this private again.
Your father Lord Loughborough is telling me to tell you to stop “putting it in perspective”.
He’s actually on the property right now, figuring it out with his wife. Your mom? Maybe? Yes?
No. He’s alone.
Someone is trying to mislead you?
Do it?
That’s what I’m hearing.
Listen to “Autumn Days” by Morunas.
Lacey: Eric, this doesn’t work.
Eric: Lacey, do you think you should buy the house or not?
Lacey: I CANNOT TELL.
Eric: That’s BAD.
Very bad.
Listen, don’t…not buy it. Look into it once more and then decide.
I love that you posted a photo of Elliott Roosevelt. That’s for safety reasons?
Lacey: YES!
*Later*
A hater of Lacey’s: I’m not as impressive of a person as you.
There, I said it.
Lacey: *Laughs*
WHAT THE HELL, DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?
A hater of Lacey’s: Umm…
Affirmation?
Lacey: OF WHAT!?
YOUR FESTERING SHIT!?
A hater of Lacey’s: You’re mean.
Lacey: YOU’RE A SELFISH, IDIOTIC, Child-selling, WORTHLESS, HIDEOUS PIECE OF HEARTLESS SHIT!?
Why would I give you affirmation!?
That’s DISGUSTING.
A hater of Lacey’s: It just makes me feel sad, when I compare the two of us?
Lacey: *Laughs*
Why do you do that!?
A hater of Lacey’s: No, I don’t mean that.
I mean, right off the bat.
Lacey: *Thinks*
A hater of Lacey’s: Why are you still quiet?
Lacey: I haven’t heard this before. HOLD THE FUCK ON!!!
A hater of Lacey’s: Wait…she’d know this if she was born earlier? In the 20th century?
God (?): Yes!
You all have basically completely failed to express this in any functional way in all her almost 43 years of life.
Lacey: Well, my goodness.
What exactly do you want me to say?
A hater of Lacey’s: You’re not flattered?
Lacey: No.
It’s bizarre.
What’s so shitty about you?
A hater of Lacey’s: No!
No.
I’m not talking about that.
I’m saying…you’re different. In a good way.
Lacey: Huh.
Well that’s interesting.
But what do you expect me to do?
A hater of Lacey’s: Umm…-
Like feel sorry for me, or something?
Lacey: That’s an odd response.
Why aren’t you me? What’s your problem?
You know?
Are you…unfairly disadvantaged? Or are you an asshole?
I don’t know.
What do you think?
A hater of Lacey’s: Do you feel loved?
Lacey: Loved?
Am I that superior or not?
Keen to Cross the Pond 