well….life is life isnt it
sometimes it is good and sometimes it just sucks ASS
but all in all, if we are honest, life is not too bad. i find myself thinking about the green grass on the other side, or just because they have a big house and beamer, are they automatically happier than me? just because kim k is gorgeous, rich, does that make her more better than me who is the opposite? is any one person better than the other?
i always wondered what the next person life was like. would i be happier in a big house? in a cleaner house YES but with a crazy ass doberman and a crazy ass ole man…those days are rare..what would make me happy?
i always thought if i weighed 98 pounds i would be. it seems to me that i am always looking for something that is outta my reach. what if i am too scared to try and be happy? you know the story, us fat people are jolly. ho ho ho
i know i have it better than i am entitled to. my hub treats me like a princess and caters to me and the crazy ass doberman. but inside…i am still scared to totally
afraid to lose it….