Okay two things: I don’t live in Arizona and MOST IMPORTANTLY I HAVE NEVER BEEN NOR WOULD NEVER JOIN THE FREAKING REPUBLICAN PARTY. So why,why, why would I get this text? P.S. once again to them Fuck off.
I just felt my first earthquake!!!
Yeah go ahead and mock my earthquake survival kit, but that was scary.
Desert girl is a little frightened, hold me 🙈
So Christmas is cancelled on account of my mom being in the hospital for the past 2+ months. The mood was slightly lifted for me however when I found these two beauties.
The elves are the creepiest damn things and hence I had to have them.
This though:
Is a Mister Rogers mug that his cardigan appears when you put something hot inside. I mean COME ON something that cool just made me happy just to know it was in the universe. It will now be the only mug I drink out of.
Who would of thought I could find such cool things at a hospital gift shop?
Every morning I wake up and read the news. Every morning I also listen to American Idiot by Green Day just to get myself to leave my house. There is a simple cause and effect on me.
I believe that the new unofficial National anthem should be American Idiot. Whose with me?
Let the record show…
The reason that as of now I am going to go complete bitch is:
I will no longer let people treat me like shit and when I finally get up the courage to say something let them blame me.
Fuck this blaming the victim bullshit. I am sick of it!!!
You do not get to act like a complete asshole to someone and then turn it around. No, you really don’t not anymore—Not to me!
The one thing I have learned…
Caring about people is a suckers game. All you do is make others feel better while you continue to do and do. It is never enough for anyone and you are left feeling bad for not doing it right or enough.
Caring is for suckers.
Fuck it
Life is falling apart and I am managing to hold it together with paper clips and shear determination. Just danced around my apartment swinging my head around holding a full glass of a literal $3.00 bottle of wine and it tastes “eh not bad”.
Fuck it. What else can I do? Just keep dancing
Truly and seriously the most depressing thing to witness on a Saturday morning. I did not film the faces or bodies, but let me assure you they have a cloud of depression hanging over all of them.
Short on cash?
I just got an egg, hash browns, an English muffin, and coffee for $1.86 at the rehab center.
What?!?! My life sucks right now-THIS this right here is the best thing that has happened in 3 weeks.
Let’s see if I can put functional in that functional alcoholic title. Day three. Before all this started 1 normal drink or 3 I made myself with mouse pours made me super tipsy. 2 and I was full drunk. Tonight I had 3 regulars and I feel nothing.
Today was a shitty, shitty, shitty day.
