Beesbeesbees

Not me. The rural part? Yes. But I can smell and feel the wet. In this type of place, you’ll be in a war of attrition against insects of all types. And mold and wood rot. Then there’s the wild animals or scary horror film neighbors.

Trad is code for bangmaid. And when you have a child or two or age a little you get replaced.

In the 00s I was living on my own and working from 16. My teacher took me on as an aid and gave me the smallest of tasks. Most days she just let me sleep on her couch for the period. I was exhausted.

We uh…read books. And spread misinformation among ourselves. Good times.

It’s impossible for me. I always turn into the personal therapist. I see too much. And I can’t help it. Just ended a friendship over this because it was exhausting to maintain.

Yeah. Sometimes I hear the message ding too. Guess I’m lonely.