Crash Into Me

Baby?

I totally almost added “…other than the obvious answer of baby growing inside of me.” when I was creating that post. Hahahahaha. 

On Tuesday, May 5, 2012, I should know what I’m having! <3

I haven’t been on here in forever. Lastnight, I just “craved Tumblr”.

Since my last post, things got really serious with me and Stefone and we decided we’d go ahead and date each other (after a month of talking)… When we first started talking though, he had a job, took amazing care of his baby, and was a really attentive and loving boyfriend. By the second week of our relationship, he had changed completely.

He quit his job, sent his child back to live with his parents while he stayed closer to me (even though I told him not to do it for me), and began partying all the time. I feel like he used me as an excuse to be able to be a kid again because I was being the responsible one. That shit got old quick.

Needless to say, I ended it abruptly. I’m kind of upset though because, hey, we were almost everything I wanted and everything our kids needed…

For those of you who are laughing at the tard who messaged me, anonymously because he or she is a pussy, I’ll give you the real 411 on CPS & using drugs while pregnant but I’ll make it short and simple. (: CPS ONLY gets involved in situations like this when the baby is born positive tox. (: Sorry for all of those who read that stupid ass message & had that anonymous pussy’s ignorance added to all the other stupid shit you’re forced to listen to on a daily basis. Annnnd, I know CPS reports do state the issuing person. If I posted a picture of myself smoking a blunt & getting gangbanged simultaneously and your aunt issued a report, she’d lose her job for telling you that an warrant was in the process of being issued. (: CPS is built on confidentiality, stupid bitch. Next time, pretend to be a CPS worker & attempt to start drama with someone who’s stupid enough to fall for it.

I get grumpy when I don’t get dicked down on days I see Stefone. -____- Going to bed with nausea, heartburn, & a body craving sex. /:

(: I’m ready to be a mommy! I spent the day with Stefone & Kaylee. I just knew what to do. At one point, she got really cranky & sleepy and he couldn’t get her to fall asleep. So, I told him to make her a bottle while I held her. I, appearantly, have “a mother’s touch” because she was asleep by the time he had the bottle ready! (:

REPULSE ME! There should be NO hair on your vagina, ladies. None. It’s too nasty. My main goal is to make a guy want to eat me. (; And nobody is going to want to do that shit with your fucking vag-fro in their face. O.o

everytime I watch Toy Story 3. o.O

until I got to college and met one of my suitemates. She went from being almost four hundred pounds to being 130 pounds… In a matter of two years! She found out she had a glycogen allergic, meaning she couldn’t eat ANYTHING a normal person would enjoy on a daily basis with even the slightest hint of glucose…

I remember seeing her freak out on days when she didn’t go to the gym or cry to her parents when she ate an extra serving of butter-free popcorn. o.O At first, it drove me nuts. I just couldn’t understand. But the more I got around her the more I realized, it had nothing at all to do with her appearance. It had to do with control.

Her father was diagnosed with stage for cancer when she found out she had a glycogen allergy… The doctor totally screwed them over. And her eating and exercising was the only way to cope with the fact that soon, her father’s health would begin to rapidly decline and he would die. Leaving her and her mother to care for each other…