I can fix her. I know what's wrong with her. I know why her pancreas is infected and enflamed. I know what to do to fix it. If only she would listen, and not pick morphine over a real cure.
Posted on May 28, 2009 at 10:25pm —
With my husband being a whatever-the-hell-he-wants-atarian, with the exception of unclean meats, and my being a raw vegan, our grocery bills are outrageous. I just wish... arg. I wish either I had the freedom to do this without someone constantly whining that raw, organic food is sooo expensive, or that we made more money so it wouldn't matter. I can't wait until I get a job...
Posted on February 11, 2009 at 5:09pm — 1 Comment