Nov 18, 2016
I do my deepest thinking in this tub...
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I do my deepest thinking in this tub...
Rant No. 395
Getting REALLY sick of being told what I'm SUPPOSED to do. "Did you go on a honeymoon? No? But you're supposed to!" Shut up. Just Shut up. I will do what I WANT to do, not what you think I am SUPPOSED to do, you stupid fuck. Plus, I'm a broke ass college student with MILES of medical debt...HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO PAY FOR A HONEYMOON? You going to pay for it, Aunt Vicki? No? Shut the fuck up then.
Guys.
I'm getting married in 57 days. I mean...I'm excited. But I also can't wait for this to be over.
Today was one of those days where everything was good. Outfit looked cute, panties matched, butt was cute. Yes,
How I spend my Saturday nights..
Grief.
Last night, I lost my father. This man, barely a man but rather a giant child, will no longer hug me. He will no longer laugh at my family stories. He will no longer slip me Vicodin. He will no longer drink with me. He will no longer boast to his friends about me. He's gone, and I still have no idea how that feels yet. Except that I acknowledge the fact that he's gone. And he's not coming back. So excuse my absence, or my ramblings in the near future. Whichever one I decide.
I'm such an attention whore, somebody pay attention to me....