I'm grateful for everyone's health etcetcetc obligatory remarks. But. I'm so sick of my kids I could shit a brick. And love life is stable, but.
For years, the people who least get you are your parents. Then at a certain point, you realize your mama/daddy has seen shit. To me mother, debriefing: "oh my god I am just not into them enough for this shit, I make them fucking brownies and crap like that cz they ask then they're too busy to just come by and get it and as for mr I'm the greatest boyfriend ever right?right? I'm just like you fuckers better get GREEKER if you expect me to keep putting out for nothing fuuuuuuckyoooou.."
(mutualgigglegiggle)
