KRISTEN 

Good riddance.

I fell into my chair. It's either Dija is crazy or delusional. I even see her bagging both qualities. What the fuck?!

I see no reason why you should unnecessarily disturb yourself over something—someone—that you know doesn't give a fuck about you. 

Fuck it, I'm a man, not a dog.

You can't just spread your legs and expect me to dive in like a fucking Olympic champion.

Was I changing? 

The Kristen  of old jumps at every offer to fuck.

Did June have a hand in it?

Yes, I realized that accepting my feelings for June made my life a whole lot better. There is this unusual...