there are no motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane.
i can't wait til there are. here i go falling into a depression exactly 10 days before my 30th birthday.
life is in ways exactly what i thought it would look like when i'm 30, and then again, so completely not what i imagined.
married? check. house? check. stable job? checkity check.
one 2-year-old with one on the way and exact plans for the third? um, no.
About Me
- Emmie :)
- I am rad. In every way possible. I have a rad husband. I have a rad kid. We are both red-headed. One of us doesn't have to ask Loreal for help. Anything else, just ask.
i write what's on my mind, and mostly my mind is preoccupied with babies, trying to have babies, why it's so hard for me to have babies, and cupcakes. i love me some cupcakes. although, i've been laying off for awhile, and they only seem to occupy my mind all the more. *sigh*
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