You found me like the tide finds a hidden cove.

I’d stick around but it’s past 9pm and I’m at the snack then bed age.

I did this. It was a hell of a recovery!

Sometimes you find a man who could ruin your life, and you'd thank him for it.

My obituary: "Well, she tried."

Some days are like a pay to win game and I forgot my wallet.

Them: You're thriving! Me: Yes I am! Like a houseplant in a closet!

High-quality standards. Low-quality judgement.

Character development =trauma with better marketing.

Life is a journey. Sometimes with road construction.

I try to be nice, but I also don't do well with the "woe is me" victim mentality people. I've been through some heinous shit and I'm here to tell you that mentality is a choice. How much more will you let the bad shit in your life take from you? Stand up.

My uncle is watching the sea chickens game. I'm heckling.

I try to be kind because I know what it feels like to be judged harshly without anyone knowing what I'm going through. Everyone has their battles. Be kind.

It's Sunday. If anyone needs me, no they don't.

Good morning. I woke up ready to overthink things that haven't happened.

Sleepy already. It's been a day, mostly good, mostly outdoors, also my cousin slayed at her dance showcase, and only one blocked prick, so not too bad really.

My uncle to the dog: No more chicken right now Me: I gave her a bite of the chicken earlier Mandy the dog: *Gives me the "snitches get stitches" look * Me: 😳😘 Mandy: Chicken, then I forgive you.

This.

Went out to clear my head. Again.

Maybe I’m not pretty but I’ve been financially independent since age 17, served in the army, got my degree and been an ER and Neuro RN, own my home and don’t fuck a cousin or sibling which is all far more than can be said for the douche who called me a pig.🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻

I’ll never understand why trolls in their mama’s basements with no profile pic because they are fuckin twatwaffle cowards feel a need to insult women they don’t know on their pics. No one will ever lay you. Loser.