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We'd been together just short of a year and three months.

I'm not nearly as upset as I should be, considering. I kept thinking to myself that I really ought to break up with him. I wasn't happy. I think I'm emotionally built for something different than "A" meets "B" and lives happily ever after, for one thing, but for another - he's at least as ( Read more... )

 My boyfriend and I got into a fight over the fact that his best friend and I were bonding over our mutual fucked upness and that I apparently suck, so I took more tramadol. Six, to be exact.

While majorly fucked up, we all talked it out then convinced him to take codeine and come into aim chat with us and now we're all high and pliant and happy and ( Read more... )

So I had my first day of my monthly lady problems, right? And those first days always KILL me. Like, curl up and sob. I think it's partly because I'm pangender and when I feel more masculine it makes me panic like mad.

So my mother tells me to take tramadol cause it's non-narcotic.

No one told me that it's like taking a low dose percocet: aka my ( Read more... )