So I'll just sit in front of the screen, interrogating my brain for the information.
Or. i'll just ramble.
I was taking 3rd helping of ice cream.
x - no no, you wouldn't want that. you know how many calories is that?
me - you know how many fucks I give?
Annoying when people watch what you're eating. Dude? My mouth, my food.
abc - "I can't watch Dexter. That guy is so ugly. How can you watch ugly people in the lead? 90210 is better"
wait. whaaaaat. Ugly? Dexter? not watching because he doesn't take of his shirt on the show?
And 90210 IS BETTER?
Blogs with Autoplays.
What makes you think I want to hear your music?
At least let me choose to press play before you musically rape me.
Jeans are so restricting. Not that I want to do splits. But I wouldn't mind being able to cross my legs and sit comfortably.
Being hungry in the middle of the night.
Infinite trips to the kitchen. Each ends with a disappointment
Realizing 11:11 never works, never worked, will never work.
A potentially fractured ankle.
yay my life.
Not having to set an alarm for 2 months. YAYYYIE!! This actually makes me happy.
Having to keep secrets from your best friend. And you're dying to get it out.
And dudeee! A Unicorn. Waaaaaaaant.