Yes, it seems I have everything.
Everything.
Nice husband, nice house/ home, (yes that's how you should say it or it's interpreted, so maybe it should be the other way round 🙄, nice car, the whole so called 'package' .
Yet, you aren't in the group because you aren't.
No kids, no connection.
That's how simple it seems,
Simple from this direction.
They don't, they don't need too.
So. So stop ******* hoping.
But if I could include his kid, I'd fit in a different group, 'feel sorry for her'.
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 6:19 PM UTC
So I ain't quite in the box,
If you have children,
If you have a puppy,
If you, if you, if you.
I have my own stuff,
Maybe I need to find my voice,
Maybe I need to not read others,
I'm sick of it.
Sick of not finding where I fit in.
Not finding the so called box.
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 5:59 PM UTC
I thought I was getting better,
Less sensitive, more relaxed, less angry,
But pain doesn't disappear.
There is no magic.
Everyone is pretending, so I need to keep pretending,
Or I could jump.
The water looks nice and my choice made.
Game over.
Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
I broke her nose
but to be fair,
she deserved it,
as she was hitting me first
and I was late for B.
I broke her heart
but to be fair,
she deserved it,
she's not grateful enough
and way too sensitive.
Who cares that she called her
and told her
she was having my baby.
She needs to not be so sensitive.
Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 1:23 PM UTC