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please destroy my fucking uterus with a laser.
2012-06-23 @ 7:11 p.m.
boy got home super late from this work-related thing that was supposed to only last a couple of hours, brought me chick-fil-a, then promptly passed out. this was at like 5:30pm. so meanwhile, i'm dying of fucking cramps here. i've taken so many things but it still feels like a litter of baby knives is trying to burst forth from my body. my back feels like it's made of hot sand that starts to dissolve and collapse when i put any pressure on it. my legs simply ceased to exist a short time ago. but life has a funny way! because crazy ex called to say she was keeping little A until wednesday night. wonderful!!! was i too enthusiastic when i heard boy repeat it so i could hear, when i nodded as excited as a jackhammer? i don't care, he was too. some days of quiet. not being trapped at home. what will i even do with myself. so even though i feel like freshly ground meat there is something to look forward to after the pain is over. we're supposed to be going to the store and the bank, but someone's firmly rooted to the couch. i keep catching myself checking out his package while he's snoozing over there, but my uterus feels like a dryer full of rocks sooooo that's probably not going to happen. |