Thanks Apathy....
I'm over the pity party. Got so fucking sick of myself that I pulled myself up and out of it. Knew I would. I always get sick of being all "Oh woe is me," and just get on with life.
Wicked shoes help.
So too does alcohol.
and a wicked laugh.
and catching guys checking me out.
and running along board walks with babybat, pretending to be exploring (and making an idiot out of myself but having a blast).
dyeing my hair
having a morning cuddle with babybat. He's just at the right size where he fits in like a teddybear and he's soo toasty warm and he is such a gorgeous soul.
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"Always be kind, for everyone is fighting a hard battle." - Plato
Help me, I'm holding on for dear life
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