May 2010
13 posts
I love you. But you break my heart a little more with every word you say.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. R.I.P.
Cigarette Fairy
We got some greens but ran out of cigarettes today and of course I’m delusional about it and go look our stash box anyway. That got us on the topic of the Cigarette Fairy. We were laughing and joking about what an ugly fairy she would make. She’d have a mic for the hole in her throat and have leather skin. We laughed even harder how her dropping off a cig would be enough to make me...
I got a second interview at Tilly's!
Wish me luck everyone!
April 2010
2 posts
March 2010
14 posts
Define god
Hubby and I had a conversation about “God” tonight. I don’t think there is a god. At least not the one the church was built to worship. If there was such a being as an all powerful god, then why all this suffering? Why spread all this death and sorrow? Maybe its not because they worship him, but because need somewhere to turn to in blame and reassurance. I believe there is some...
I love my boyfriend
After browsing craigslist for jobs my boyfriend and I discussed places we could apply to for jobs at our local town center.
Mike: There's still places we haven't applied to around the town center.
Ryan: Yeah, I could apply at El Torito!
Mike: What is that? A cheeto...?
New Facebook →
I tried to delete my older account, but it still exists even though I can’t login. Lame.
Cough, cough pass goodnight. :)
What I Just Realized
My boyfriend and I, after a couple of bowls, go outside for a cigarette. We get on the topic of our favorite time of day. His was twilight. “Its the end of a hard day,” he said. Mine is night; I don’t like to sleep because I’m afraid of what I’ll miss. But tonight, another realization hit me, and for once, it made perfect sense. Night is so quiet and still. Life...
February 2010
20 posts
Happy 8 months to us!!
I slapped him and I was angry, I slapped her too. It became a double slap!
I...
Preferred customer, biatch!
So, i’ve been thinking lately about my past. What I could do different, how I would do it, how would I come out? Better, or worse? The thing is, i dont remember much about my life, just the bad stuff. Theres bits and pieces I recall from the fragments I can gather, sometimes I can’t distinguish which ones really were there. I never really had a grip on life. Someone threw me in the...
January 2010
43 posts