God, this is all just so fucked. My sick husband, who might have cancer at this point, is being kicked out onto the street by that useless fat fuck junkie, along WITH my dog. And I can't let that happen. I can't let them be homeless. So I said I'd keep paying for the internet if he could convince him to give him more time at least to get himself treated properly and working when he starts feeling better. Because he can't work now when he's constantly in pain and throwing up it seems. We may not be together anymore, but I still care. I can't let this happen. I just can't.