each year expectations are always set way too high for birthdays, and each year i’m always disappointed. maybe one year everything will change but with my current luck, i don’t see it being anytime soon 🥲
Nothing better than making yet another post about calling people out for thinking I’m on drugs and my own baby daddy assumes it’s about him when he was the LAST person I’d expect it from. Gonna be a great night y’all 😂🙃
And the fact it’s the people who should know me the most 🙃 who my kids literally call their aunt and you still trash my name like that behind my back without asking me your concerns yourself? Like fuck it really do be the people closest to you that hate u the most.
Context: my gma and I talking about my dad (her only child) struggling with finances still to this day at 50 years old.
I started bawling to say the least...