I've put him safely in the friend zone 👼. He's got enough on his plate w the divorce + Honeybee or shot glass or both. I am all ears for the stories, cough that shit up already 🙄. But fine finefine 🙏 I'm here for you etc. First rule of the friendzone: I'll make your bail. (Seriously.)

(New blogname ala Ma, ya blew her off so what'd ya expect?:  "Apple Ass" which ya gotta admit sounds pretty friendly - she's here through the 23rd)

But. I don't wanna hit the "I can't go on" wall again without at least a FIGHT. 

Despondent is a worse feeling than furious, don't you think?

Then idea 💡: I want pics taken of me riding cock so that the next time Nebraska manages to hurt/bait/victimize/dehumanize me, I will have such a photo to send as a wordless tattooed retort BOOM 🤜😵. Reverse cowgirl mostly came to mind 😤, but open to suggestions.

He deserves worse, but he is too powerful to get what he deserves ever. He is tiny, and yet too big to fail. It's not right. And it's not funny.

People die, doctors are ill prepared children, nurses watch all that, helpful or helpless depending on the whims of children, everyone who's suffering rolls into all their arms often too late if they get there at all, even highly competent trained health educators like Patti. I will put $100 down on she apologized to her nurse for dying. No, I will go $1000k - I betcha she "didn't want to be any trouble" I am sure of that bet: If she could talk, she said she didn’t want to be any trouble. I will bet you a chicken.

Trouble. I can't even fucking find it, that's how big the trouble I want. It's hiding like the horizon itself.