confession friday

Guys, I have a confession to make. While some of you may be new around here (Shout out to all my new blog friends from

I try really hard to be a mostly positive person. Sure, I bitch about shit. Life’s life, guys. Shit happens. Bitching happens. And Hate. Hate

Let me start by saying this: Anxiety Disorder is a fickle bitch. For me, it’s like I’m a complete contradiction of myself. Take that one

Ahh… not just things I did in college; but things I did in college that I STILL do today. Don’t judge me. In fact, I

Yesterday, in an effort to relieve the back pain that I’ve been in all week, I went to see my favorite massage therapist in the

Aaaand because I was having some major difficulty posting…and now I am suddenly genius with computers, I was able to fix it. So I will

WARNING: This post contains a poop story. It is highly inappropriate. It is (a little) graphic. It is poop. If you are squeamish (or eating),

Yes, it’s true. I have a jealousy complex. Honestly, I think that most people do… I’ve always been a little bit jealous of the majority

It’s true. I’ve gotten in fights in my sleep. Multiple times. When I was about 9 or 10, 3 of us were sharing a bed.

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