too much tv. too much ice cream. floor covered in 1/2 complete art projects that I've lost interest in. But, I'm totally sober, and so proud of that, no matter how mom-like it all seems, the fridge of beer remains full.
Maile, I know you read this. Fuck you. You have no tact. You are a cross between mother and robin in your inability to think outside of yourself. This IS meant to hurt you, don't mistake that. Just as you hurt me.