Things always seem to fall together when you expect them to the least. That being said, nothing seems to be working out these days.
I have resorted to way too much chocolate, way too little protein, and way too much booze. So this is life. Meh.
I have been sulking in loneliness and self-pity, which is all-around ridiculous. The fact is that on a good day I am a babe and on a bad day, well at least my mirror stays in one piece. Things could be worse. I am constantly surrounded by beautiful people who I love and who love me. In all reality... things have been worse. So what the hell?
I think I just need a dildo. Or a heated blanket. Or both.