I AM afraid to lose you. I finally realized that you're I want to be with. Nothing will ever be the same again. Your issues will keep you forever lonely.

In a week I'll be homeless and my car will be repo. I wish I could beg for a job to the person interviewing me, but they won't care.

I can't poo in public bathrooms or use outhouses, I would rather explode.

When my ex husband and I split up I took every thing of mine in the house. Except for the dirty pair of bikini undies I left on the bed.

My Grandson is pale white, he has a brother that's Black, a brother that's Mexican, and a sister that is white. Secretly I think of them as the Rainbow family.