Evening. Tonight’s a big ol’ depression bath. Long weekend. (And not the good kind.) Long start to the week. And long fingernails that scratched my eye.
I had a fun weekend, but too much drinking and too little quiet me-time. This weekend is my birthday, so trying to recharge before then, but honestly just want to chill and maybe eat pasta.
I also am so fed up with men lately. No new ones want me. No good old ones want me. And too many taken men do.
So yeah, Depresso City
Tub Tracker Stats
- 30 mins and counting
- No wine, but weed
- About to start swiping
the bad hag 