This is the cyber equivalent of a drunk n dial.
I am so ready for sleeping, but think it’s important to point out that I’m afraid that there’s not a man alive who truly understands me, and that my best bets for motherhood right now involve artificial insemination and a lesbian partner named “jo”.
Those of you who pretended to be on the same page because it felt good at the time should loose my number.
Not even my best friends know what to do for me right now.
Bon Nuit Toronto…..