I'm tired of always having the right attitude. It doesn't make things turn out any better.
All it does is help you avoid the pathetic discomfort of everyone's sympathy.
"in my platforms i hit the floor. fell face down. didn't help my brain out. then the baby came before i found the magic how to keep her happy. i never was the fantasy of what you would want me to be. don't judge me so harsh little girl. i'm just a playboy mommy"
Monday, January 22, 2007
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