Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I need to stop torturing myself and move the fuck on. She was just sitting there and I wasn't going to be able to use her. If I ever get better enough to row again fuck knows if she'd still be the right boat. If. When I'm walking with a stick because I can't keep my fucking balance how the fuck do I think I'm ever going to be able to row again?

Fuck this shit.

The money is going on Millie's vet bills. And a tattoo.

And maybe one day I'll fucking forget.


  1. Nothing I can say really. Hugs.

    I could flash you on Wednesday if it'd help though.

  2. I'm sorry, (((Emma))). That sucks.

  3. Tits makes everything better.