So my "future husband" (yes jen mine!) said it best:
A decade ago, I never thought I would be
At twenty-three on the verge of spontaneous combustion Woe is me
But I guess that it comes with the territory
An ominous landscape of never-ending calamity
I need you to hear, I need you to see
That I have had all I can take
And exploding seems like a definite possibility to me.
Stress level is at a 10, Code orange, everyone please exit the building;) At least I'll be at the beach in 3 days, a new tattoo in 2, and beth will be here in 1!!!! woooohooooooooooooooo!!!!!
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Hey now...I know I might dream about Jake, but Brandon's always been MY man. ;)
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