texts: You want a Tylenol, or something? </s> <s> I'd love a Xanex.  Sally, please don't tell Sophia that I'm not breast feeding. </s> <s> Why would she care?
labels: You know Sophia.  She's so damned judgemental.  And she's so damned... perfect.  And so fucking... serene.  Just fucking don't tell her.  Because you know Mac thinks she's God.  And I can feel him comparing.