Little B*tch.

After my first "grown up experience" of buying something from the deli counter at the grocery store I come home and my arms are so full of heavy bags that the straps were cutting into my skin and leaving marks. Once I make it up the stairs to our apartment I set the groceries down in the kitchen and then it's time to take Miss Olive outside so she can go do her biznass because she won't stop barking until I do. Well, she peed... she made a new friend...and she peed some more but no #2.

At this point I have to go back upstairs to put said groceries up before they sour on my counter so, back to the apartment we go. Within in ONE AND A HALF minutes of being back in the apartment this happened:

Really...

You LITTLE B*TCH.

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PS. Did you know that JLo's boy toy Casper used to dance wearing this?

Oh, and Hollywood has officially created the biggest ASSHOLE of a couple Ever.

Really?

Kim I really have been trying to like you and you go and do this?

I don't think I ever want to see either one of them again.

SO GROSS.

OH! and the dumbest woman of the decade award goes to:

I get it... you can't help it. You're obviously a very abused woman emotionally and physically and you can't seek the help that you need to realize that you NEVER go back.

The example she is setting for women is horrible.

YOU ARE WORTH MORE THAN THAT.

YOU DESERVE MORE.

STOP SETTLING.

Nothing about this says love.

End of Rant