i think it’s really weird that after so long of me not really being on her regularly that i was brought back on monday. i didn’t know it at the time, but monday was the third anniversary of my tumblr. i don’t really have the time to be on here all the time anymore, but i definitely won’t be disappearing for too long anymore.
• wake up at 4 am
• feed baby
• can’t fall back asleep
• clean dishes
• make breakfast for boyfriend
• boyfriend is not hungry
• get ready for school
• argue because boyfriend doesn’t want to wake up for work
• go to school
• 8 am class ends early
• get parking pass and less fucked up version of one of my textbooks
• 9:30 class almost puts me to sleep
• class ends early
• get sushi for lunch while hyperorganizing planner for the upcoming semester
• 11 o’clock class is the only class i looked forward to
• head home at 12:30
• get home at 1:45
• feed baby
• get ready for work
• take baby to mom’s house
• go to work
• no customers yet
• i am bored
• i am also broke
• today was not a good day
• i need sleep
• must do homework when i get home
• someone please shoot me in the face right fucking now
like really bad. you don’t have time to do that as much when you’re a mom. i’m learning all sorts of fun things like that now that i have a baby.
don’t have kids guys. that’s what i learned. i love her to death, and i wouldn’t take any of it back (not even the hole i now have in a place i shouldn’t have a hole from giving birth, you know, in case any of you wanted to know about that part), but if you aren’t ready for kids, don’t have them. birth control is definitely not 100% even when done 100% correctly. be fucking careful. i’m serious. unless you want to wake up one day dirty, sweaty, gross, in the clothes you put on two days ago, with puke stains on them that aren’t your’s, and then have to find the dirty work clothes you need because you haven’t had time to do laundry or shower in three days, and then go to work like that because getting another human being ready for the day and to your grandparents’ house to be babysat actually takes a lot longer than you’d previously thought it would. are you ready for that? yeah, i don’t think so. but then they smile and it’s all so worth it.
but i guess you can’t really stay best friends with your ex, no matter how close you were before you were together. people get hurt. things get weird. time goes on. and then, when everything seems right and like you can finally be the friends you were before, life goes and fucks things up like it always does. but whatever, maybe we just aren’t meant to be friends again.