It seems like every day you’re crawling back to me. All your wife ever talks about is your spawns and the debt. It’s soooo boring. You hate looking at her. You hate that she tricked you into becoming a fother. Now you’re stuck with them. You want to be free. You want to be mine. You already have one foot out the door. You’ve checked out mentally from them. It’s time to leave. They are holding you back from becoming mine. They will be fine. Don’t worry about them. Today is the day you leave them homeless.