15 years I’ve been married.  I don’t know how the hell I’ve accomplished this…

My husband is a nice person.  He is also a big kid.  I feel like I have yet another person I have to beat over the head to get them to do anything.  There isn’t anyway I can see this store making it anymore, it is dirty, like my home, disorganized like my home, failing like my home, and a joke, a faux like my home….  fuck it, my life is a joke too…

and I have had all the wind taken from my sails.  I think I just finally woke up and realized how fucking miserable I am in this life…  but nobody listens….  nobody cares….  just keep me stoned and it will all pass…..  another day….

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