Well, not totally terrible, but pretty damn close.
I snooped in my husband's email. I actually had a semi-normal reason for doing so, and I should have just gone in and deleted the angry email I sent him last night before he got the chance to
Updated February 1st, 2009 at 11:25 AM by Spitfire77
Oh my bed,
The place where I lay my head,
Where I will happily wind up dead
My bed so soft and warm,
Never doing me any harm,
Where I hate to hear the alarm,
Oh my bed.
I had a great morning then I started with all this sexual assault bullshit again. Realization is coming to me and I'm feeling useless like I cant fucking do a thing to make things right for others or myself. In that I mean, I don't want to see this mother
When I walked into my son's classroom at daycare yesterday, I was greeted by an officer who was one of the team leaders in my old unit. She said "I'm going to need to have a talk with your son." I just looked at her, thinking 'Oh crap, I
I ninja'd this from other blogs, but I liked it so much I couldn't help myself.
16 things that most don't know about myself
1. I am addicted to Starbucks. I must have a Venti Mocha Lite Frappucino with Peppermint syrup,