Fable has a very serious, very grown up sized crush on this boy in her class named Joey. I asked her what she liked about him. This was her response ( Read more... )

You'll see me floating through the kitchen singing the bridge into the broom, sweeping up the jelly beans and the mac and cheese. The kids are on spring break, bunking together tonight whispering just under the ceiling. Bryan is in Baltimore, working four 10's. I had beer for dinner ( Read more... )

How many mothers live-streaming, doing their makeip at 9 o'clock at night, again, just tryin'a make a buck. I wonder how many skip washing their faces before bed, just sick of the cold water hitting their cream covered cracked hands. How much mascara must streak across their pillows.

someone accuses me of being too quiet, I will say

"I say important shit, you say too much boring shit."

I don't know why I didnt think of it myself. Thank you Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, social experiment from the Gods.

I have a really important story to write but I forget how to do it.

Of whiskey, you pervert ( Read more... )

I feel like a slab of butter that is melting in the sun.

to remind you how fucking fat you are now that you're 30. Oh, to be 22 forever, the chisled jaw-line, perfect collar-bone long hair. No amount of whiskey could ever shatter that youthful model complexion.

8 years. Pudgy, pudgy tired.

I've had 2 kids, and yes, countless pints of ice cream.

I should probably start working out.............

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Momentum for the sake of momentum.

I'd be attending more weddings than funerals but the way it goes is, nobody in their right mind gets married anymore, and death is guaranteed. The mass was packed. I don't think the family expected so many people, I almost didn't go, but I knew I needed to grieve. And I wanted her mother to know that however short and seemingly insignificant our ( Read more... )