Feminista! Incognito?
Identity is really a fucked up thing.
I am a tatood, pierced mama in a hardcore redstate.
I have had an uncomfortable transition to housewifinesss, to say the least. On more than a few occasions – when the laundry is piled up up on the couch, the dishes are overwhelming the sink, I’ve been chasing tail with the boys all day – to lose my mind and begin ranting about how I did not get a master’s degree to act like a maid.









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