|Location||Oak Grove, LA|
|Introduction||I'm 21. Supposedly an official adult. I hate being so old. I wish I could go back to the age when I only wished I was 21. I'm married to a man. Obviously. He works off 2 weeks and he is home 2 weeks. It's very hard because it feels like I don't have someone there for me all the time or that I have a part time husband, when in fact, he really is full time. There's not much about me. I stay sad a lot because of some really bad cards I've been dealt. I've recently discovered it's all my fault people are rude and crude to me. I'm why people lie to me.|
The love potion you made tastes terrible. How will you drink it?
Like a shot of vodka.