Changes!

I swear, the hardest part about being a mother is dealing with the asshole that knocked you up.

I ask him why he spent 500 dollars on an E-bike when we need the money (you know, to support our daughter, every penny counts) and he replies, "I didn't want a kid to begin with ...I always wanted an E bike." L O FUCKING L. And then he proceeds to tell me that he's the one working and I'm not doing shit. But then, on a text, he writes, "I didn't know one girl could ruin so much in one year." Well, thanks. He thinks he's being a big fucking help by getting money ...still spending on the stupidest of shit, and I'm useless because I don't have a dime. I think the sole fact that I love and want my daughter is better than the "bread winner" constantly telling me how I should've gotten an abortion. This'll go great in the baby book.


108 days left ..... and tomorrow's 2011 .... time to make some serious changes ...where shall I begin hmmmmmm....