Fucking shit...

Basically. I ate a lot. Stuffing myself like a prize fucking cow. I've been wondering if I should even have any fucking kids. I probably shouldn't. What if I turn into my mother?

I'd fucking kill myself.

The moment of revelation that comes to me that I have turned into my mother is the moment I close my eyes, hold my breathe and just save the world another asshole. My mom should have killed herself. She should have killed herself a long time ago.

I shouldn't have kids, and I feel guilty for being married. He could do better. If I was going to kill myself I would wait... Like save some money take out a life insurance plan on me that way when I die at least he'll have some cash.

Finally get a dog without me bitching...

I don't like dogs.

He's playing video games right, he has been all day... I think thats all he does all day is just shoot people on the tv. Its weird. Not that I did anything productive while I was home.

I did nothing. At least I'm doing something for him. But he needs me like he needs a tumor in his nuts.

I liked starving a lot more then this shit.