I don’t need to know that after the terrible twos comes other bad ages. The Terrible Two’s should be called the Tragic Terrible Twatting Fucking Horrible Two’s. That would be a better title.
Right now it can’t get any worse. I know damn well it can always get worse but I’m having a little pity party here right now and I don’t even wish to be reminded of the Fucking Three’s.
I am currently sat on my sofa with a banging headache. My house is a shit-hole. Continue reading “Today is absolute hell”