Why is it that every man I meet that could be the perfect fit for not only myself, but my boys, ends up ghosting me lol. I truly don’t get it.
Are you afraid of a hard working independent woman who actually has her life and shit straight, orrrr……? Cause this is exhausting.
Being an adult means that every few days, you have to spend at least $35. Even if you don’t think you need anything, the universe will manifest something for you to spend $35 on. All must pay.
Letting my son wear a $b grail shirt of mine to greyday this Saturday. I already know he’s going to get so many compliments ahhhhhh. So fucking excited, see yall in the lawn Tampaaaaaaa