Tuesday, March 5, 2013


Dear thrush,

Seriously. You suck. Why you wanna mess with me trying to feed my baby? I hurt, she hurts and the fact that I have to boil e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. every five minutes--royal pain in the ass. Just go away. No one likes you, you're not invited to my birthday party, etc.
Scarlett disapproves of your shenanigans.

Be warned--we have prescriptions. We have homeopathics.

So yeah. GTFO. We have no time for you here. 

Ef you very much,
Carolyn and Scarlett

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