Monday, April 6, 2009

Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow

In less than 24 hours I will be freeeeee......!
It's actually happening this time, no fooling. I'm sure it will be fine, even though they make you sign something saying you won't sue if you die....
I'm so ready; just get this thing outta me so maybe I can start adoring my boyfriend again and maybe he'll start sleeping with me again. It's been a little bumpy lately.
I have this new knowledge, though. That I have this new part of me. I feel like more than myself, somehow. And I wonder if that will remain after the cells have been suctioned out.

Bye-bye, potential baby.

1 comment:

  1. So you were going to kill your baby but all you were worried about was having sex, um thats what got you in the shits in the first place.