I don't trust. Why not? Is it something I fear? Can I sense when the lie comes out. So easily blown off. Maybe it's just the wrong people in my life. I try to make shit work, but in the end, it's the same ol shit. Or it's the simple fact that if I trust and begin to be happy, they will let me down. Toss me away. I am hurt. Is it really a privilage to talk with you? Could you not just call me? How come I don't believe that it's someone's friend. She is his best friend and she is bringing a friend. Who you say is not attractive. Does it really matter? We dont have to see each other. You could just pick up the phone. But, that would be toooo easy. And take you away from your company. Boo hoo. Fuck. I don't trust.
Crazy love stuck mama who adores her son, pumpkin seeds, and baking. Pagan family in the Goddess tradition. Following the moon phases and celebrating the seasons. Trying to make sense of this world as it relates to my life!
I am a single mama of a 9 year old boy, and we live way up north in Washington, near Canada, eh. We are singers, artists, bakers, chefs, and laugh-makers. Come and peek into my world of chaos and love.