I do no wrong. I am always right. Right? I forget why I am sending this. It seemed relevant.
when i got to my bed there was a handwritten note that said "wash the sheets." sleeping on the couch.
he looks like a really good dad on facebook
drugs are my only escape from this reality. good thing I got it at a discount price last night
Please come pick me up? I sleep walked to planned parenthood again.
I didn't ride the struggle bus so much as drive it backwards off a cliff.
Couple of things: my nipples are blue and knowing that at some point I'm going to have to poop is incredibly terrifying
Found a piece of twizzler in my buttcrack.
all i know is there's a picture on my phone of him wearing my purple sweatpants and licking the bottom of my foot.
I understand, but unless there is an intervention for me being planned, i DON NOT want to talk about my life choices
Jesus I should have learned from my first marriage not to get married again
Also I am throwing a blaZer over what I wore to bed and calling it an outfit.
I think my body knows it's dying and is just shutting down
As we were leaving a memorial service last night he turns to me and says, is it too soon for a post funeral blowie?
Every time our eyes meet, I silently summon him to my vagina.
Randomize
