Part of her doing suicide intervention is my caseworker has to mix me another gin and tonic.
I still love him so much I'll hide any amount of conjugated estrogen in his food. So much I'll do anything to destroy him.
Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it.
I just don't want to die without a few scars.
The truth is . . . you think what people want you to think.
Honest is how I want to look. The truth doesn't glitter and shine.