this little guy has been taking up the 50% of my time that’s left over from school. he’s cute, but holy shit, he’s a terror and has everyone in the house, besides the two stubborn brats, wrapped around his little paw.
The lower you fall, the higher you'll fly.
a girl that is slowly, but surely, selling her soul to the a little thing called college. more than likely laughs too much, dangerously clumsy, and did i mention that her only nickname is moobs?
i'm a bad.. mother?
i’ve been neglecting you, tumblr, and for that i apologize. will you take off the black eyeliner and stop blaring sad emo songs now?
goodbye hippie hair
hello shitty piece of shit (nice right?) haircut that cost $84. thank you for leaving me broke (kind of) and for frustrating me beyond belief. i truly appreciate it.
love your number one fan,
brittany.
p.s. fuck you.
apparently, i was tougher as a child.
i just watched the last half of the fly, and by watched i mean i closed my eyes while saying, “gross, gross, gross” over and over again. the part where he pulls his nails off? not my fucking cup of tea. gore, no matter how mellow, grosses me out. big time. it’s safe to say that 99% of kids 7 and under are tougher than i am. sad, but hey, at least i can admit it.
i just got a shit load of this rub on my back because i have a huge knot that hurts like fuck.
the only plus is that this stuff smells wonderful. i would probably eat anything if it smelt like icy hot. is that disgusting?
did i even mention
that i don’t know what the fuck tumblr is or how to use it? this is going to be fun, hahaha.
D:
my wisdom teeth have decided to torture me again and i’ve managed to numb half of my mouth with orajel. fuuuck this.
oh and hay tumblr ;]
