just a combination of many things, social media, no free speech, after all the time I've spent, Phil's diagnosis, my fight for justice inching on 30 years of fighting, and seeing no light at the end of tunnel, thinking I'm doing it all myself, and can't get a simple reply of encouragement. plus I do everything to access, and getting burnt out so often, they made fun of me about that too, when so many people are like me. you think you got me figured out, think again! I've decided to stay on my blog, and keep Messenger, and the internet, but no social media posts anymore, but I haven't deleted any account.
do you think it's targeting Sheri? No.
ReplyDeleteI'm gonna use the new bar soaps I got him, Dove For Men. all those scented body washes, no way, Phil.
ReplyDeletehe got a new, really nice shower head for his bathroom. I tried it out before the romp last night.
ReplyDeletehearing bad things though, about installing your own garbage disposal. I don't think we should do it, Phil.
ReplyDeletenurse sounds like she's 14. I would call again, but no phone.
ReplyDelete"I've had it before, Sheri, it goes away!" ah huh.
ReplyDelete"Stretched out." what the fucking hell, put the clothes in the hamper. "I'm getting ready to take shower and I don't want clothes laying around."
ReplyDeleteexcept that bra, it's still clean. but way too big for me, was when I was I was bigger.
ReplyDeleteis it all bunched now? yeah. wish Phil had gotten me one. about 36B.
ReplyDeleteI don't think so, Sheri, you're a C. and not really 36. well, you can adjust it.
ReplyDeletescrubbed him, topless, his back turned bright red. "Nice titties. but you got bruises. on your arms." where? no. arms are flesh and bone, Sheri. yeah.
ReplyDeletewhy don't you go see how much you weigh. alright.
ReplyDelete143. not too bad.
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