To the person that talks badly about me to people I’ve never met, who says “they’ll never last” throughout the relationship I’ve had with Clive (”they’ll never last” after I followed him out of Mexico, “they’ll never last” after he proposes, and even “they’ll never last” when we tried and succeeded at getting pregnant), even after your marriage fails:
FUCK YOU. Grow up. I haven’t spoken to you in years. Why do you even care?!
1 | cuddlynn
Fuck ‘em. Who needs people like that. You and Clive are meant for each other, and those naysayers are just jealous.
I'm proudly drug free, but can't say that I have always been. My early 20s were comprised mostly of travelling- I've lived and worked everywhere from West Africa to the Caribbean. I currently run AP Mamas, a site dedicated to attachment parenting and G Slings, my sustainable sling company.
