So I talked to amber after doing all my damage control and shit and what the problem was she thought she was having contractions. She thought she was going into labor three months early. How scary. Her baby has some stress disorder so it is very possible that she goes into labor early. Scarey shit man I swear.
She called me again later and cried about how she wishes he would care about the baby enough to realize that you have to care at least a little about the babys mother. you can't care about a womans child without caring about her at least a little, it just doesn't work that way. She wants him to be at the hospital but not under the terms she's with him on now. I mean why would she want him there if he's so mean and nasty now? All that pain and anguish she's going to have from birth alone on top of possibly having something fucked up said to her? I totally understand her point. I told him today that he needed to kiss her ass whether he likes it or not or he'll never see his baby, ever. Because although legally she can do jack shit to ensure he doesn't see his kid. Theres plenty she could do illegally to make sure he never sees his kid. Like disappearing to seattle without a trace or a word for him to contact her at all. See then he'd be fucked for life. He'd be misrible for the rest of his life and never be okay again. How horrible.
My good webcam broke. I was sad. Very. My older cheaper one takes such craptastical pictures that it makes me upset. Oh well.
My sister Martha braided my hair the other day. IT looks good. I look young as fuck though since I started loosing weight and the braids with kiddy colored beads help that look a lot.
My boyfriend is a tease. A big big beeeg tease. I'm so horny right now I'd give my left big toe to have somewhere I could fuck him. My mothers livingroom floor doesn't work. At all. Not while she's home anyway. Ugh. hornyhornyhorny.
Lately I've been thinking about girls a lot. I wanna find a nice lil girlfriendy type person. I mean I couldn't call her my girlfriend because I have a boyfriend but I can't just fuck around with girls and have them be nothing to me. I am a nurturing type and I have to be involved in other aspects of their life and I have to be able to try and take care of them in some way shape or form. You know? hm ponderance.
Anyways... I have to run some errands for my mom and go to see my dad. Oh I have to call faith too. So I'm off.
Weebles.
She called me again later and cried about how she wishes he would care about the baby enough to realize that you have to care at least a little about the babys mother. you can't care about a womans child without caring about her at least a little, it just doesn't work that way. She wants him to be at the hospital but not under the terms she's with him on now. I mean why would she want him there if he's so mean and nasty now? All that pain and anguish she's going to have from birth alone on top of possibly having something fucked up said to her? I totally understand her point. I told him today that he needed to kiss her ass whether he likes it or not or he'll never see his baby, ever. Because although legally she can do jack shit to ensure he doesn't see his kid. Theres plenty she could do illegally to make sure he never sees his kid. Like disappearing to seattle without a trace or a word for him to contact her at all. See then he'd be fucked for life. He'd be misrible for the rest of his life and never be okay again. How horrible.
My good webcam broke. I was sad. Very. My older cheaper one takes such craptastical pictures that it makes me upset. Oh well.
My sister Martha braided my hair the other day. IT looks good. I look young as fuck though since I started loosing weight and the braids with kiddy colored beads help that look a lot.
My boyfriend is a tease. A big big beeeg tease. I'm so horny right now I'd give my left big toe to have somewhere I could fuck him. My mothers livingroom floor doesn't work. At all. Not while she's home anyway. Ugh. hornyhornyhorny.
Lately I've been thinking about girls a lot. I wanna find a nice lil girlfriendy type person. I mean I couldn't call her my girlfriend because I have a boyfriend but I can't just fuck around with girls and have them be nothing to me. I am a nurturing type and I have to be involved in other aspects of their life and I have to be able to try and take care of them in some way shape or form. You know? hm ponderance.
Anyways... I have to run some errands for my mom and go to see my dad. Oh I have to call faith too. So I'm off.
Weebles.
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If I didn't have a rule against doing things with involved people, I would totally volunteer
Oh, yeah, and if I didn't have a boy right now who doesn't know how he feels about open relationships. geez.