estrogennnn
busy day. and now i'm in the kitchen, trying to bake the brownies (which i will inevitably burn) that my mom thinks we should bring for the pot luck at the women's gathering (the one we still haven't left for so we'll be subsequently putting our tents up in the dark). my back is in so much pain from pulling it packing the car after having already pulled it that it hurts even to breathe. it's freezing in here because my mom keeps it at 60 degrees (menopause) and so my nipples have been like thumbtacks for hours and my toes are beginning to numb. listening to deathcab. and of course, crying. yes. crying. for burned brownies and stumbling in the dark and my back/nipples/toes hurting. i really want to hug/be around someone who isn't my mother. or brother(s). or of any relation.
all around, pathetic.
someone. please. shoot. me.
all around, pathetic.
someone. please. shoot. me.