dear sweet tea,
goodbye. officially giving you up for lemonade.
thanks for the introduction this song. drown by carolina liar. i like it a lot.
your period cramps are insanely severe this month. calm it down.
i’m sitting with a heating pad slung across my belly (due to said cramps) in a house with broken a/c when it’s over 100° outside. and you’re the only thing saving me from a heat stroke. this feels like a bad idea.
dear ossie, why? (and i’m embarrassed to admit that i blubbered up about this)
dear blog, me right now. i’m grumpy. and this list is going down hill.