My job is sucking the life out of me. The kids are great and I love the material I am teaching but my administration is making everyone's life a living hell this year...
He does not know what to do with my misery.
I would feel better with some expectations and a firm hand - He is supporting me by making lunch and snuggling.
It is hard to complain when He is trying to help me out and be supportive.
I've gone to work a few times with some writing on me this year - I like that - I like being able to go into the bathroom and see His love displayed on my body in that way.
Those low rise pants though are a killer - after realizing some guy was staring at me in a 7-11 I learned that you could actually read "XXX's Cum Slut" when I bent over.
Never really had that problem before I started wearing those pants.... oopsie.
My youngin' turns 18 today - I am sad to not be spending his birthday with him - this growing up shit blows.
youth, maturity and freedom
6 years ago
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