An old cowboy song I enjoyed as a kid popped into my head the other day. It was “Don’t Fence Me In” by Cole Porter and Robert Fletcher. 316 more words
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Why do people keep trying to convince me that I’m able to have kids?
Ok, I know the answer. It has to do with them wanting to give me hope, them not wanting to see someone give up on something wanted, them not wanting to admit that they might also fail to have the children they want… them them them. 1,069 more words
I had a hell of an argument with R today, which mostly revolved around me having, admittedly, not the best attitude about a request dealing with the kiddos. 777 more words