The boys.. and me.

Well I decided instead of spending all my time wasting talking about what boomer did to me and everything..That I will write about,boys I talk to that dont treat me like shit and hurt my feelings.

They are my friends and my son and my father. Good men. The only deal is..Those good men are nothing but platonic for me.

1.My son is a cute,sweet,handsome amazing little boy. quite frankly I think every man needs to learn how to treat women from him.He is kind. Sweet and He loves me for me.

2.My father. HE is a smart. Classically old fashioned man that cares and loves my mother unconditionally.

3.My friend Josh. He lives a long ways away. He is frickin cute. He is there to talk to when I feel unstable and he cares to hear what I have to say.

4. My friend james. He is sweet and kind.

5.My friend Jason. I miss Jason. I think I migtve hurt him unentionally and I wish he would talk to me.

6.My binxy.

7.Mah binji.

There are more of them..mostly Od friends but these are the ones that are high up there.

well that be it. Adios,Siarai