Sometimes on the weekends Daddy goes to work and I stay home. I made this cute little page in my journal for what I’m supposed to do and what I’m not allowed to do. it’s nice being cared for and having something to fill my time that is productive a
Saw this adorable art around the sub and decided id give it a crack. My little one and i with her cats Bonk (who i nickname 'ol one eye') and beauregard (the black cat i nickname 'cat/dog')
New onesie!! Sometimes, I get lost. Mentally just don't have my shit together. Emotions are literally all over the place (bipolar II doesn't help either). So much goes on. And at the end of the day, after allll the bullshit? All we've got is ourselves
