Jan 22, 2010 09:19
Yay for married life.
Joy.
The fact I'm on my period does not make me like it at all, in fact it makesme regret it. I gave my life away for some jack ass who can't understand that I'm a little bit more emotional for one week out of a month, heaven forbid I'm not some docile idiot. But however I am finding that I am indeed incompetent so much so that I do not deserve the title of an independent woman of our generation; what I formerly was and now what I am so lazy lout that my life will never bear anything fruitful to society. I was on my way to becoming somebody and I gave it up to become a blob but I just wanted to take that chance...because I'd rather become a blob than to be someone and alone.
I'm a loved blob.
However I still want something to do with my time when my fellow 'blob' can't be around to communially blob with me.
What will I do when he goes away again, seven months without him...It makes me scream a little inside but I know however it'll pass by quick and slow at the same time (just like it did the last time).