Now we’re bombing water reservoirs.
Our government has officially lost every scrap of their humanity.
It’s fucking shameful and should be dealt with at The Hague.
My husband likes to visit friends, watch Formula One races, and play pool.
I like to lay here like a sack of shit, watch terrible movies, and be left the fuck alone.
A happy marriage allows each others hobbies.
My husband brings me rocks that he thinks are pieces of flint.
They’re not, but I absolutely adore the fact that he does it because it means he thinks about me whenever he walks around outside.
Rocks are a love language.
I have a lot of those running around here too. All have been spayed or neutered, are well fed and have plenty of shelter. Sometimes that’s all you can do.