It started with this photo. I randomly stumbled upon and it and have thought of little else since. I don’t care what sort of serial dating issues this girl has, this right here is my ideal. The bangs. The hair. The lips. The dress. I want to single white female…
Yes. I do. I write about my children. Actually, if I’m being honest, what I really write about is myself. Reads a bit narcissistic, though, doesn’t it. I write about me! All the time! Come and read about me! I’m so awesome! But, again, when we’re throwing that whole truthtelling…
I really want to thank you all for the kind words, comments, what’sapps, emails, coffee dates, phone calls, texts, DMs regarding my last post. I am most definitely not okay, but I am getting there. I know that I will be okay. I am surrounding myself with the good and…
