Is This A Mountain Or A Molehill?
You have been claiming, my darling daughter, that you have no clothes. You complain. You whine. You claim neglect. And
You have been claiming, my darling daughter, that you have no clothes. You complain. You whine. You claim neglect. And
Hey God, I need to discuss something with you. I know what you’re thinking. How can someone who so adamantly
Sometimes… I feel like I’m suffocating in the burden of YOUR life Comments comments
I stopped thinking about sex constantly and started thinking about how to pay my bills…CONSTANTLY. It is sooooo much more
Last night my husband asked me if I still blog. I said “kinda”. He then jokingly called me a quitter.
The country…neigh…the world…is in economic collapse. We are teetering on the precipice of a greater depression than the original Great
Dear Shit-heel, You. The asshole with the cigarette in your mouth. At the pump. At the gas station. What the
“Mommy…I’m NOT living with you ANYMORE!” my youngest yelled at me in frustration. “OK honey. And…where do you think you