Again I'm the huge horrible bitch.

A week or so ago lackland told me that he had a friend that needed a place to stay for a bit. I declined to open my house to her because wiccachild had just moved in and we only have three bedrooms. I thought the subject was over ( Read more... )

I'm so damn tired of feeling the hate. If it's a question of sink or swim ... the surface of the water is about 12 miles above me. I thought that a couple of hours after dinner was enough to relax. Apparently it's more like 4 or 5. All I wanted was for a certain somebody to clean the kitchen, it is their responsibility and yes ... I left the ( Read more... )

Don't I deserve love, to be wanted, to be needed? Why do I always get hurt? When will I learn to quit caring? So tired of feeling like the local whipping child. Oh who cares. :'-(