when my mom took care of babies my favorite story is about this toddler named eli who took a while to talk and everyone was concerned about it but one day my dad was like “eli, can you say ‘car’?” and he looks at my dad and goes “yes, i can. why do you ask?”
Holy shit I fucking hate how condescending my sister can be down times over the DUMBEST THINGS.
Like bitch you gonna be sassy as fuck over something like eggs??? I’m sorry for thinking someone who’s actually gonna eat a real meal should have more of the food than someone who merely wants to “nibble” on stuff here and there and ending up eating over half -_-
I am tired and hungry. Don’t sass me over something stupid as fuck. You wonder why I don’t like spending time with you guys? I don’t fit in with my family. I never have. Why was I born so late? Why was I raised this way? I don’t hate my family, don’t get me wrong. I just don’t feel appreciated enough by anybody.
I’ve mentioned this before in a precious rant but bitch if you’re trying to lose weight, I don’t fucking care how much you work out. Your eating habits are terrible. No amount of exercise will solve your problems if you keep eating the way you do.
my mom told me that in high school she use to get boyfriends at the beginning of February so they had enough time to get her a valentines day gift and then break up with them the day after and just keep the gift and one day she told her parents about it and they made her keep her boyfriend at least until the end of February and so she did and that boy is now my dad