I feel like you're throwing daggers at me.
I read a years worth of my journal entries.
The ones from the time I got pregnant to the time I moved back to the desert.
That sucked.
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That's torture? The reading or the reliving it? :P
Reliving it. It was an extremely difficult time.
Pregnancies are supposed to happy, and exciting. Especially your first one.
The combination of my job and the person I was with ruined the experience for me.
I can't sleep until I'm fully exhausted.
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There's this lady at work who has a good paying job. She's skinny, her hair and makeup are always perfect, she wears designer shoes, designer clothes, designer jewelry.
I wonder what it's like to be like that.
I'm a fucking mess every day. I'm like the opposite of that lady. Hah.
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It’s too fake to be honest. I would find a woman more attractive with a grunge look than I would a perfect Barbie doll. But I like rough edges. Girls like that are probably interested in social status anyway and that’s fake as well as shallow. Who would they be without the money?
I like em ruff, tuff n buff. Buff Bagwell.
:( We are special Sis. We were just not meant for that lifestyle, plus... it would take a long take to take the designer stick outta their ass once they get home, right? :D
It's almost 10pm and it's still a hundred and fucking four.
I need a cold shower.
And to move to the mountains.
It's a good movie, but Jesus Christ the kid watching it repeatedly makes me want to frisbee the fucking disc over the back wall.
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The problem with digging in graveyards...
Is that you unearth skeltons that not only aren't yours, but they're ones you didn't want to find.
What has been seen, cannot be unseen.
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