I can't kick this thing. I know none of us can, but really, I was trying to reward myself with a fabulous bikini wax if only I could leave it alone long enough to grow in and for all the tell-tale signs of my mutilation to disappear. Even though I tossed the tweezers unto a 7ft high cabinet, I found my roomates. Ahhhhhhhhhhhgggggggggggg, I want to stop this.
Posts You May Be Interested In
A friend sent this to me..As far as I can see, grief will never truly end.It may become softer overtime, more gentleand some days will feel sharp.But grief will last as long as Love does - ForeverIt's simply the way the absence of your loved onemanifests in your heart. A deep longing accompaniedby the deepest Love some days. The heavy fog mayreturn and the next day, it may recede.Once again, it's...
Today is my 25th birthday, to my somewhat lack of surprise I can see already no one really seems to care. I've always been the kinda person to make sure that everyone I Care about feels appreciated and knew somebody had their back. I can count 4 times this year when I Went out of my way to make sure a "friend" felt good on their birthday, especially if they got left hanging. Its early in the...