melon baller....nuff said

I pretty much love this time of the month.
The time of the month that my stomach gets twisted in knots.
When I just want to curl up in a ball and sleep for years.
When I feel like I'm going to hurl.
When everything in the world pisses me off.

I realized tonight I have more in common with Wes than I thought I did. It's a good thing. It's a God thing. I like having guys as friends that are only ever going to be friends. It makes life simpler. But there's a only a couple of them out there. The other friendships that I have with guys are too complicated. It makes me want to give up. Blah. I've lost faith in love and marriage too many times but somehow God keeps restoring it. It's all good because I still have a few years to allow God to heal me. Don't forget: 25. I'm going to win the bet.