Chicken dreds
"I think I'm a big enough girl that I can make bad decisions on my own!"
...I think thats the funnest thing I've said all week.
This is Chicken Dreds reporting to you live from...the garage..cause that the only place in the house I can smoke.
This week has been interesting, most of you know whats been going on in my week. And it sucks a bunch. Oh well, nothing I can do about that now... So I think I will just bitch and complain here and there, and hopefully I was wrong and everyone else was right. In saying that I will be much happier without him in my life. It has given me a lot to think about, and I smoke a bunch now. I guess I could say that it has given me a lot to drink about, but the odd thing is that I don't even want a drink. All I want to do is make plans for my future and (stop dwelling on the past, Obviously). And I don't know, work on making my son happier...
I think I'm going to look into nursing as a means to support myself. And I think I'm going to talk with friends that I haven't talk to in a while. One day, I believe that I will come to terms with what has happened...and stop trying to dehydrate myself with tears. But until then, please don't engage me in conversation about it. As much as you may want to help me through this, it just makes it hurt worse, and I don't need everybody's thoughts and ideas on the matter. Believe or not, I can make bad decisions on my own.
Thank you for reading another boring post by The Chicken Dreds
...I think thats the funnest thing I've said all week.
This is Chicken Dreds reporting to you live from...the garage..cause that the only place in the house I can smoke.
This week has been interesting, most of you know whats been going on in my week. And it sucks a bunch. Oh well, nothing I can do about that now... So I think I will just bitch and complain here and there, and hopefully I was wrong and everyone else was right. In saying that I will be much happier without him in my life. It has given me a lot to think about, and I smoke a bunch now. I guess I could say that it has given me a lot to drink about, but the odd thing is that I don't even want a drink. All I want to do is make plans for my future and (stop dwelling on the past, Obviously). And I don't know, work on making my son happier...
I think I'm going to look into nursing as a means to support myself. And I think I'm going to talk with friends that I haven't talk to in a while. One day, I believe that I will come to terms with what has happened...and stop trying to dehydrate myself with tears. But until then, please don't engage me in conversation about it. As much as you may want to help me through this, it just makes it hurt worse, and I don't need everybody's thoughts and ideas on the matter. Believe or not, I can make bad decisions on my own.
Thank you for reading another boring post by The Chicken Dreds