My curfew was the street lights! My mom called my name, not my cell. I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn’t eat what my mom cooked, then I didn’t eat. Sanitizer didn’t exist, but I COULD get my mouth washed out with soap. I rode a bike without a helmet, getting dirty was OK, and my neighbors looked out for me as much as my parents did. Reblog if you drank from a garden hose and survived!
all day urrday
My worlds a roller coaster and my lifes a traffic jam … This last week has fucking been a shit show. Talked to josh… Jim broke up with me (hurray i didnt have to do it)… I got a promotion a transfer and a raise…had to put my dog down … Pepper i love you RIP
i just can’t seem to get a grasp of myself lately … i just want to cry and curl up in a ball and sleep … i can’t be with Jim any more … i can’t “take care” of someone like that … he refuses that i should have anything to do with helping him however he needs a push and i dont have to nor do i want to do that for him. i just maybe need to be single and mingle for a while… we shall see.
My boyfriend offically has zero logical thinking … I tell him when he gets fucked up it stresses me out and makes me worry about him and what does he do?! He goes and immediately does k. Wtf … I give up. Oh and on top of it all my ex and his current girlfriend now i guess he and his ex girlfriend are blaming me for him cheating on her doing coke and telling his baby mama about it … Who decided to tell him that he cant take his child anymore cuz she found out about the coke and she told the ex’s gf/ex that she knew who he cheated on her with and then refused to tell her who. Basically i am being blamed for ALL of it even though im not the one who lied or cheated or put anything up my nose! … Just lovely aint it… Happy birthday to me! At least today is a new day and im gonna male the best of it damnit!
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