All I really got to say is, I loved my life, things were great. Until my husband cheated on me three times. My Grandfather passed away recently... I love him a lot... Just when I thought things couldnt get any worse, my husband busts out with he has a son that is 5 years old ON THE DAY OF MY GRANDFATHERS FUNERAL!!! FUUUUUCKKK... I don't give a fuck if I put him on blast....
I'm trying to live life to the fullest and taking my son with me to live it to the fullest also. I don't need shit from anyone. I am currently trying to get back into school. I am trying to persue a Pharmisudical Technitions degree. I'm excited for that. all I really have to say is ... No one is really there for you when you NEED them... they are only there when they need you. so yeah...
Anyway, I have stretched ear lobes, currently I'm at a 0g. I have my lip peirced and my tongue. I have a total of 8 tattoos. The ones I love the most is my sons name (Julian) on my back and "Fuck The World" on my ankle. I am planning on getting more tattoos as soon as I can afford it.
IF IT WASN'T FOR MY SON, I'D BE DEAD BY NOW
i love randomness
i love tattoos
when i love someone,
i give them my all
when they love me,
i give them the world
when they fuck me over,
they fuck themselves over
don't fuck with my .... that would be your biggest mistake
if you let me you wont regret me,
shit if you let me you wont forget me