Ehhh. I'm tired of the mud look. There's something about flesh tome everything that's equal parts thirsty and basic to me.
Ehhh. I'm tired of the mud look. There's something about flesh tome everything that's equal parts thirsty and basic to me.
I've never had a ponytail headache. My mom braided my hair so tight it broke off, but I've never had a hairdo headache.
I think it's the color, too. It matches her skin too much and it makes her edges look wierd.
I need it in black with no sleeves. I need it in pink with long split sleeves.
Word~!
I want to recreate a scene from Avatar: The Last Airbender if/when I get married. I thought it would be too dorky for words, but it sounds practically pedestrian compared to that tubing wackiness.
She does not look 19 to me, but she does look far younger than her Daddyman.
NO~!~! If you're too lazy to buy a gift, just say that. If you're too cheap to get a gift, just say that. Don't wrap up in passive-aggressive finger waggy bullshit.
I've never herd a speech like this come out of the month of someone who isn't a lazy cheapskate that's trying to project their bullshit on someone else. It sucks to go out of your way for people and get jack all in return.
WERK~! YO WERK~! I have never herd the "You're not owed a gift speech" from people that aren't cheap selfish bastards.
I hope he uses his non auto tune voice. He sounds like someone is pressing his hand on a hot stove without auto tune.
I love the fit and I love the fabric, but that griege blushy gold color is the bane of my existence.
I'm trying my best not to quote Public Enemy and add "with her vagina" at the end.
I think it's kind of cool.
Nope! (snap) Nope!(snap)
I love to paint my finger nails with all kinds of colors and designs, but I don't have any time for my feet. I soak them and I try to trim my toe nails regularly, but that's about it. I don't get pedis, and I don't want to waste good nail polish on my toes. Frankly, I don't like to show my feet off at all.
She does not look comfortable in those shoes. Hopefully she soaked those swollen suckers.
My most memorable concert experience happened a few weeks ago. I went to Prince's Hit and Run tour with my cousin after she got a random text from one of her friends/co workers.
They do where I live. The only Targets with more than fifteen shoppers in them at one time are the right folk Targets.
You just gave me bittersweet memories of the big old fabric store downtown. RIP Bears Fabrics and notions.