I can't judge why some people get it all and some get nothing but spoon-fed shit. And I'm the girl helping alleged criminals get representation. But I get angry just like anyone, wondering why I can't just lay down and get help handed to me. I'm not good folks. Not even close. I'm tired and crazy but I somehow get through each day. Who figured? Then I feel badly for not being or feeling worse.
Lova ya jim, BTW.
