A Day in the Life

as I sit here in a vicoden induced coma because of my ovaries, I have rantings. First off, doctors, I know my body better than you do, so when I tell you its my ovaries, or an ear infection, or a cold, check that first!! I dont need to get my blood drawn and xrays and jumping jacks if I don’t need to. Your not paying for this shit, I am. Also, Don’t give me a pelvic exam when my fucking vagina hurts. Don’t shove your hand on my pelvis and ask if it hurts. YES MOTHERFUCKER IT HURTS. THATS WHY IM HERE!!

secondly, my god. waitressing is either the best job ive had or the worst. People.. take this into thought whenever you go into a restaurant. First, if I sit you somewhere, Do not ask if you can sit over there. I obviously sat you there for a reason. It’s not pick your own fucking seat. Also, if you want rediculous things changed about your food, take your lazy 2 dollar tippin ass and eat at home. Second, Don’t fucking snap your fingers at me. I’m a waitress, not a servant. If you don’t have money to leave a decent tip, Don’t go out to eat. I make 4.86 an hour. My paychecks are shit. I live off tips, so don’t come in here telling me how broke you are. STFU if I don’t make tips all week, I don’t make rent. (Thank you to all you good tippers out there. Me and My Children have a place to live) and servers. MOTHER OF GOD. Do your sidework. Im not here to do your shit and mine. 

3. Just because your relationship sucks, please don’t dog everyone elses. I have an amazing man. Yes, we didn’t expect to have it work out like it did but It is FANTASTIC. I have never been so much in love in my life. He turned me into a sappy girl. I miss him when he’s gone, and I cant stop smiling whenever he looks at me and smiles. He makes me feel amazing. He actually treats me like his girlfriend no matter who we are with, he loves my kids, and my kids love him. I am happy, for once in my life I’m happy with my life. So, Heres a shout out to my baby. I love you boo. You are my everything.

4. EX BOYFRIENDS. nuff said. fuck off, you don’t know what goes on in my house. Sorry you couldn’t make me happy- your loss

That’s all for now.

I don’t like looking at your page. on any site. I want to ask if you are okay, I want to ask if you need a shoulder to lean on, but I remember what it is like being your age. I know what your going thru, I used to do it too. I just want to know that your okay, because I don’t want to lose you. I love you so much, and you don’t even realize it. I hope that if it ever got that bad you would call me and talk to me about it. You don’t think anyone understands you, but I can honestly tell you that I have gone thru more stuff than anyone knows, I just haven’t told anyone.

I love you.