first! i am not pregnant. though this 10 pounds that i’ve gained this year, and brought all to my stomach, well it sure feels like pregnancy. second, men are ass holes. ass holes. and bastards. and did i say ass holes?! and fuckers. ex is one. father is one. yup… and the fact that i’ve been eating like there’s no tomorrow and not going to the gym like i used to and then there’s the fact that i’m no longer able to sleep normal like i used to… meaning just sleep. without waking up 5 times in the night or so… and that my dears is probably why my relatives on my ass hole father’s side think that i’m just an attention person right now, pretending sicknesses like unable to sleep, having depression, and an appatite that will feed the world, but afterwards, will give a car enough gas to drive cross country….