- Meth junkies
-Fucked up toliet/water pressure
-People stealing your laundry from the dryers
Fuck I can’t wait to move… Again
Sometimes I wonder “Why’d I stay”.. Why didn’t I just say fuck it & walk away?!
I know I had every right to… Honestly I probably should have, but I was so stuck on the idea that the man I feel in love with was still their somewhere… Sadly I’m starting to doubt it.
I love him so damn much & I know what great things he’s capable of, but I’m starting to worry the only thing left if hope & the memory of the man I fell for…
Me Buggy please get dressed.. I wanna get a coffee.
Buggy:You get coffee, me stay and find cookies!!
The kids definitely got his priorities straight…
My problem is I see the good in people, even when it’s not there.
Anyone who says money can’t buy happiness has clearly never had to decide what’s more important… Food or a roof over their head.
Kinda lost all contact with.. well everyone. Drug relapse, suicidal thoughts, potty learning, school preparation and pregnancy scare have really taken a toll on me, and my social life..
Now that Robs back home, mentally I’m in a better place, and basically everything’s back to normal… I’m not exactly what I’m hoping, I just need to start opening up again, cause I cant keep doing this alone.