have now forced myself to sit back and re-examine what the fuck was going on yesterday. I blame the reds. don't be afraid, I won't bite. hard.
was thinking earlier about what I gave up by not following the path of least resistance as set up by friends from childhood/high school/the valley in general. and although I'm sure my laundry would be sparkling white, my children apple cheeked, and my husband accustomed to my sudden fits and starts... oh, wait. all that shit is why I'm happy that I didn't do that. sometimes I just forget.
was thinking earlier about what I gave up by not following the path of least resistance as set up by friends from childhood/high school/the valley in general. and although I'm sure my laundry would be sparkling white, my children apple cheeked, and my husband accustomed to my sudden fits and starts... oh, wait. all that shit is why I'm happy that I didn't do that. sometimes I just forget.
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arachnequarius:
violets are for all of the above ~ a wonderful thing, those. i still want them ... mmmmm hmmmmm. you rock hard, babygirl, and unfortunately it sometimes leaves lumps. hang in there ... person wonderful will arrive, just in a crazy outfit at the precisely wrong time so as to make it perfect. *tap dances to entertain you*
elmcitydrunk:
so... can you make sparkling white laundry anyway. my stuff is awful dingy. so for tomorrow...........ok i'll just call you it will be eisier.