I say things to the Internet that I never say to people I actually know.
I thought that this would change over time as I got more used to the idea of being a married adult, but it hasn't.
Stay out of my biz, yo.
Unless you're a stranger on the Internet. Then it's cool.
I still don't talk about having kids. Or wanting kids. Or even liking kids.
I just don't want anyone in that part of my life. Except my husband. And, you know, strangers.
There is something majorly fucked up about that.
Sigh.
As always, it's hip to be square (and majorly effed), kids,
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
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nope, not fucked up. the stranger just wants your happiness and your happiness isn't tied up in their own happiness except that you being happy make the stranger happy.
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