After being on birth control control for 5 years I stopped taking it about a year and a half ago. I hated how I felt while I was on it.
At first it was great, but now I’m having really bad acne, so I’m giving it another go. Day one I was nauseous all day. Day 2 I forgot to take it, but took it as soon as I remembered it, still a little nauseous.
I don’t see this lasting long.
Human Carpet and I didn’t talk for a wee bit so I thought the chronicles were over. But he is back and better than ever. He is into some kinky shit this time around and I am living for it. I could do without texts like “Let’s play baby”, but at the same time, I am intrigued.
I’m over how hot and humid this summer has been. Being on winter, bring on -10 degrees Fahrenheit, I miss it.
I have to write a paper for my class that’s due today, but my allergies are really bad right now and I have no energy. Send help.
Remember that guy from a few months ago that straight up denied me by not responding to me? Fast forward to today when we fucking match on bumble. Such a little bitch that one is.
I knew he was into this.
So I have given up. Fire Crotch is determined and so I give up. At this point we will likely be married within the year.
In other news, I went on a date on Sunday with….we shall call him Mountain Man. It was in the 90’s and very humid. I thought I was going to die several times. Overall it was nice.
Tomorrow night my friend and her man are taking me to a bar where one of her mans apparently cute friends bartends, so we shall see where that goes.
Until something better comes along, I am marrying Fire Crotch.
Yes, I have lost my mind.
I wasn’t thinking about the consequences of drawing on my eyebrows (see previous brow posts to understand the tragic Eyebrow Incident of October 2017). The last thing I thought of when I was drawing them on yesterday was getting a sunburn around them so when they came off it is very white and you can see where they once were.
It’s a look.