the perks of trauma
i've been back in bloomington for a week now. the day i got back michelina and i cleaned the shit out of our house. i benefited from seeing the mess my mama bettie, aunt jennifer, and nine-year-old cousin maggie-grace were living in because it motivated me to be cleaner. granted, our house was never as bad as that, but it was constantly dirty. i don't want to live like that anymore, ever again.
i even told cramer that if we moved in together i don't want to have d&d at our house because the boys always trash it and we'd be stuck cleaning up after them. fuck. that. anyway.
i've been more "adult" lately. i don't spend frivolously. i pay shit on time, i'm looking for a new job, i'm looking for a new home. i'm being better. i hope so.
i needsuh munny. givz meez duh munny.
xoxo
i even told cramer that if we moved in together i don't want to have d&d at our house because the boys always trash it and we'd be stuck cleaning up after them. fuck. that. anyway.
i've been more "adult" lately. i don't spend frivolously. i pay shit on time, i'm looking for a new job, i'm looking for a new home. i'm being better. i hope so.
i needsuh munny. givz meez duh munny.
xoxo