What is this hell. And why can't I escape it 

It's personal

Feels like I'm throwing words into a deep dark pit. Watching them sink to the bottom water logged and heavy

Love

Some times I lay awake and stare at Aaron sleeping thinking of how much I love him. Just to feel his skin on mine makes me melt.

can't someone be on my side some of the time?



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My phone thought better of letting me post a self loathing post

Can I just say

I'm married. Yes. My husband is good looking. Yes. I am a moderately attractive person. Yes. Do I want kids. No.

*gasp* what? Of course you do. No. This is a crime against humanity. I don't care. Every sensible intelligent "normal" woman wants kids. Not this one.

The answer is no. No no no no no no. NO! Now stop asking me.
I don't want to explain to you why. I want you to take a hint and leave me the heck alone. I do NOT want them.



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I'm still around

Wow I was tan a year ago









Ivan of the rosebuds




Kelly of the rosebuds












Besties hubby and me




Oreo goatee




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