yanno that feeling of accomplishment after cleaning your house? that was me today and I even bathed the dogs. I was so content until they decided to go outside and roll in SHIT. now my house smells like shit and I’m distraught
working on Sunday’s (Bryan’s only day off) is so depressing. he just sent me a snap of him cuddling our pups on the couch, watching the grinch. serious FOMO
I give props to anyone who lives their life without their parents in it for whatever reason. some days are harder than others. I just pray they have an amazing support system like I do. idk where I’d be without mine
as the person who would bend over backwards to make someone smile, it’s such a crushing feeling knowing from certain people you’ll never get that in return
If you take this opportunity to slate women openly posting about a traumatic experience you’re a shit person. Like her or not this can be comfort to mommas going through the same, help to raise awareness, & truly show how badly it affects people. Ppl make me sick
one of the most frustrating things about dating Bryan is the fact that I could run for a month and have (what I thought was) a great time, he’ll run ONE time and have a 34 min 4 mile run time. after not running for months. tell me HOW
I know bry is the one (for this and a million different reasons) because whenever he sees trash he always picks it up. in parking lots, on walks, at the beach, anywhere we go he always picks it up. I swear he makes me a better person