I'm just a 31 year old chick from Rhode Island, married to a Canadian, tattooed, childfree, and a World of Warcraft addict. I fancy myself a photographer, or an artist, but who am I kidding - I count pills and sell drugs to junkies.
I write about everything. If you don't like it, if it's too personal, if you don't want to hear it, if it offends you, if it's about you, I don't care.
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
So I’m still home. And still pooping like crazy. My completely untrained Internet diagnosis is a lovelycase of viral gastroenteritis.
I slept out on the couch last night because I was expecting to be up all night making a trail to the bathroom but I wasn’t too badand wasn’t sick at all. Today I’m trying to add some food into my system which is why I just spilled applesause all over the place. Maybe I should have stuck to crackers.
Tags: life, love
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