caniblezambie135 hi my names dakota im 19, pregnant and yes im going to raise my son without his father. im a strong independ woman.

im 5'6 single and just happy at this point with what I've got.

theres always something going on in my life making things tougher but i try as hard as i can to blance things out.

Nobodies perfect and I'm no where near it myself I'm happy where I am with what's been thrown at me and I've become a stronger person. Here is where you enter text, info, about me, whatever, your page graphics, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc.

You know what’s pathetic me waiting for someone who I thought was my friend to message me back for a month and I go to see his page and he deleted it. I’m just upset

meltingmirrors-deactivated20130 said:
just thought i'd let you know... i love your tits.

This has made me smile for three weeks ill in ally answer it. For some reason loving my boobs makes me smile. Lol

I just love how ny sister spent two hours tops with Zane sense she’s been home. I guess you almost a year old nephew is less important then your friends. I can clearly see how straight your priorities are. All well taking Zane to Jamey’s birthday tomorrow and working beforehand.

Zane loves apple bees :)

Someone needs to tell my friends husband to fuck off. I can’t believe this mans still trying to have sex with me after 8 fucking months. Male get the fuck over yourself! Your repulsive, I can’t even give you the decency of being called a man. A man wouldn’t Fucken cheat. End of story.

Curvy women are real women. Skinny women are real women. Women who have had boob jobs or lip enhancements or liposuction are still real women. Size 0 may make no sense mathematically, but a woman who wears that size is as real as the one who wears a size 16. What makes us “real” people is not the shape of our flesh but our basic humanity. And we lose our humanity when we judge – not when we lose weight, gain weight, or make the intensely personal decision to undergo cosmetic surgery. Hugo Schwyzer (via arpeggia)

I’m really whining to doubt the fact that I’m still not complete able to afford Zane’s birthday party. There’s so many expenses its slowly killing me. And the fact that my mother buying more things behind my back then asking me to pay her back isn’t help I Fucken bit. Asking me to pay her back $90 for diapers and wipes when Walmart sells then same kind and size for $50 tops! I’m only working off of one job mom. Want to me afford more shit then get me a waitressing job! Sorry to rant just finding it nessissary today. I’ve been working 11 hours shifts for almost a week straight. :/



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