Really can be an evil beach sometimes!
My rant page. It's kinda like a diary, and kinda somewhere where I can empty my thoughts
Friday, 3 June 2011
Friday 3rd June 4:10am
He's in the shower.
I'm in tears.
Hubby woke up, knows I'm crying & said nothing.
He doesn't care.
I can't do this every other day for the next 40+ years.
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