i've got a lot on my plate right now. being 24 days out of rehab, trying to salvage my marriage, galvanize my spirit, and all. i'm trying to love you, but if you could let up on the whole 20 lbs. of swelling thing, tha'd be cool. i mean, there's a reason i never wanted to walk like a pregnant woman. i'm also trying to get behind the whole "yay! i'm sober and alive thing!" and it'd be a lot easier to jump for joy, minus the whole "michelin man" deal.
henriette the recovering alcoholic-addict-multiple-post-renal-transplants-little-red-haired-girl xo
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