24, Seattle, Super Gay.
Waitress at a high end bowling and Billiards, painter by night.
Tree lover, tree hugger :)
It’s been years, and you still haunt my dreams. And not in the best way either….. I tried getting away from you in my dreams last night and you kept coming back. You brought a gang to beat up on me. You left notes everywhere in my home. Every single fuxking time I woke up and went back to sleep you would be there again. I hate that you messed up my heart so bad. I can’t be at full peace with my wife because you still make it hard to watch the walking dead without me thinking of you. How much you put me through and hurt me. My dreams of you made me wake up so sad…..
So I’m smoking out of my bong until I can’t walk. Thank you Mickie. Without you I wouldn’t have so many trust issues.
I hate not knowing. Not knowing if clean is the truth. Found another bag and tasted it to see if it was a weed bag. It tasted bitter. Not weed. Please don’t put me thru this feeling again. Don’t do it. Your life is so much more than this. You have me. My love. I have you. Your smile. Your laugh. You’re my everything.