presents!

Apron, check.

Nail care products, unexpected, but check.

Camera, halfway there.

Boyfriend, hmm...

how many times do i push it aside?

Why do I even bother making the effort. This happens to be every time. EVERY f*ing time. Unless of course it falls on a weekend and yours is by default because face it, there's nothing better to do.

I'm not doing anything next year. Nope. Nothing. Taking it off and spending it by myself doing what I want to do. Company not welcomed. Of course I say it now in the heat of emotional chaos, but I do mean it. I really do. It's always take and no giving. Only a few are excepted. Only the ones I count my truest, only to you I speak my absolute truth. Me and my darkness.

//this sounds like an angry emo song//

//in my head//

showers

Can I please stop getting invited to events where there is an over abundance of oestrogen?

// Especially ones that have had babies. //