my sweet seeds of happiness…. unloved and uncared for by the world….
but who the fuck cares.
i hate jeans. oh my son-of-a-bitch god. its like a snake…. constricting its prey (my thighs) before all the life is forced out and the body goes limp. jeans 1, thighs 0. my ass of a mom didnt do the laundry in 4 days so my adventure pants, all fucking 3 of them are soiled and unwearable. my yoga pants are pocketless and leggings are completely out of the question.