Sunday, November 11, 2007

in a week, we'll be at the halfway point.
well not really, i guess it'll be 100 more days (80 down)
I'm really resenting my kids. Never would i have given birth and gone through all that just to suffer their cries alone. he doesn get why i bitch at him in my letters, (cause its easier to say that stuff then i have a boyfriend and want to move on) Efin jerk got us into this mess and i've done it all so let me wine in a letter that he's lucky to recieve from me.
only got 1 letter from him last week and i allowed his mother to take up this weekends visit. I've got to put on some weight cause I'm probably around 115 right now and none of my clothes fit. I miss my tits.
the kids hate me, they look at every man with hungry eyes and i suppose i do too. he had to give me back his wedding band lastweekend after our visit. i had snuck it in previously but the gard spotted it and told him to give it back to me when i was leaving.
this is really not a marriage, him being away in jail and leaving me to hold down the fort and babies. sure he'll be home at some point but in the mean time his position in this family is no longer available.

just babblin' here folks. the day i actually sign papers, I'll tell yall. ( but i'm considering it and its looking so pretty)