I'm angry with the cards I've been dealt. I'm angry that I've stayed put and done what was necessary for my kids while my teenage husband couldn't handle it. I'm angry. I'm angry I'm poor while my dad and my ex can go away on weekends with NO Problem whatsoever! They can leave. They can go have fun.

Smokey can get high, he can fucc, he can go on the lake and I what do I get? I get to handle a broken jeep, no money for the attorney I and my kids deserve and a plethora of issues he CAN'T handle... probably because he is on the spectrum too and NO BODY confronted it when it was still the time to catch it. They pretended he was normal and I got the fall out for loving someone who needed help and never got it.

Because some stupid a$$ parents didn't THEIR jobs, now MY JOB is 100 times harder.

So, guess what? I'm gonna flirt. And screw anyone who says I can't.

"You know, it's times like these when I realize what a superhero I am." Tony Stark/Iron Man

“Focus on what you can do, then do it with all your heart.” Lois Wilson