sometimes I grind my teeth.
mostly when I'm sleeping but I find myself doing it while I'm awake sometimes too.
My mouth, and particularly my teeth are displeased with my choices and behavior.
Last month I chipped my back molar, and the month before that I felt something weird on my tooth so I scraped it off because it wasn't coming off easy and it was a piece of my fucking tooth. all this because I can't control my anxiety and fervor. even when I'm sleeping.
It's like the Cat Williams stand-up. The part where he talks about nuggas being hard. "damn nugga, you angry at breakfast?"
yup. that's me. well, my mouth anyway.
It makes my jaw hurt too.
I was doing good for awhile but now it's back in full tilt boogie. I should probably start wearing my tard-guard again but it's uncomfortable and it makes me drool on myself, or my husband if he's unlucky enough to be in the orbit of my slaver.
truly, what is to become of me?
am I to live an empty life of fashion, pique and salivation?
will I be accosted by the reality of my pathetic life without the aforementioned disturbers?
yikes.
I wish slobber was gold.. haha, then I wouldn't have to worry about the stupid piece of paper that stands in for the bullion.
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i grind all the time, and i'm not talking about the fun stuff done during sexy time. i had a dream the other night that i lost a tooth. ew.
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