conversations in the real real world

when i was in the shower and the whole world smelled like cheap tropical coconut and baking soda i thought. actually, i'm not a complete idiot.

there are two or three things that i don't need to be told. i know i can't get pregnant. with or without sex. i'm nobody's virgin mary. and i know that no one's mother should get drunk all the time and smoke cigarettes and that when the baby comes i'll need to grab the it's not just me anymore string and pull. hard.

but not yet.