Things just aren’t okay tonight.
Why do I still feel this way?
Seriously considering getting out my bowl.
It’s just been one of those night.
I love my husband, but I don’t think he understands that I stay locked up in this fucking house all damn day. I mentioned going to the beach tomorrow and he did what he usually does and turned his nose up at it.
I have a grand total of 3 friends out here, who all lead very different lives and sometimes we go weeks without speaking.
I love being a wife, and I love being a mother. But sometimes a girl just needs a break. I don’t think there is anything wrong with that.
The last place I want to be
Is laying in bed right now. I want the beach, I want a fire, and some good friends.
