It’s 12:21 am and I’m laying here thinking about how it’s been almost 5 fuckin years since Game of Thrones ended and I’m STILL pissed off about the ending and how much I hate Bran, that stupid fuck. I need to move on but simply *cannot*.
I’ve been trying to watch the same 1 hour episode of Law and Order since last Thursday. That’s all you need to know about what it’s like to be a parent.
Before kids I just always thought… “WHAT?? PPL JUST PUT THEIR FRICKIN BABIES TO SLEEP EVERY NIGHT AT 7PM AND THEN JUST STAY IN THE HOUSE ALL NIGHT??? Bullshit, doesn’t work that way” Until I learned that it does work that way and it is indeed still bullshit.
Laying in bed wondering why my stomach hurts….. couldn’t be that I at lunch at 1pm, then went to work 4 hours later & pounded two cups of coffee and then got home at 11pm ate 3 chicken fingers, 2 chewy bars & a banana… no… couldn’t be that.