34 days until baby is said to be here, I’m broke, car’s wrecked, work blows and somehow I’m still completely unphased by all of this still smiling and care free as hell, who the hell am I?
34 days until baby is said to be here, I’m broke, car’s wrecked, work blows and somehow I’m still completely unphased by all of this still smiling and care free as hell, who the hell am I?
Today I am sad and nothing’s working out and everything’s getting worse and I’m just here stuck at a friends house tired and cold with an upset tummy because of course out of everything my car must break down too.
-To quit my job. -Better things to do at home. -A bookshelf full of crazy interesting books that I’d actually take time to read. -More time. -My baby in my arms. And -My phone to fucking work so I can actually fucking talk to the people who want to fucking talk to me. I:<
Why so serious?? Oh yeah, you’r moodswings xD