…And A Bitch Ain’t One.
Sorry, no. I’m not Jay-Z. I wish I was…. or Beyoncé because, well, she’s Beyoncé!
I’ve just come to the realization that my life has come down to a series of labels. I’m either This, That, or The Other Thing…. or I have This but not That, but maybe I have that…. yeah I DO have that…. No, no I don’t. I need to block WebMD. But really…. I sat and thought about it…..
I’ve got a syndrome and 3 disorders, but I bet you can’t even guess one! ….. Hahah…hahaha… ha…ha?
Ok, it sounded funnier in my head…. looks like it’s time for bed. Shit, I need to stop…. but I can’t stop, and I won’t stop….
No, I’m stopping. I just drew the line myself. Thank you bad Miley Cyrus joke.
xoxo – L.