Hello old friend. You never, ever stayed closed because of overuse.

Hello old friend. You never, ever stayed closed because of overuse.
*Shyly raises hand* I do, but I will be the first to admit that I drink like a godamn 15 year old.
Well this is a whole new level of terrifying. I live about 20 minutes outside of Flint. Thanks for fucking us over again Snyder
As a bitch big ( does that count?), trust me when I say if myself or any of my friends EVER had sex with someone who had something that major going on pretty much everyone we were ever remotely friends with would find out through the grapevine and that’s before we start writing shit in our blogs.
I’m going to assume these people have been locked up in an underground bunker for 15 years.
In Michigan we passed a law a few years ago to do that. TO IMPROVE TOURISM. I think it’s smart but not for that. As someone who has always had a hard time with changes in routine, going to school only to get let out for a long weekend screwed with me so much
While not the first day, when I was in kindergarten we did alphabet show and tell. I had a sleep over or something so I had extra clothes in my backpack. I forgit my U day item so when it was my turn I grabbed my extra underwear and used that. I was beaming with pride because as a six year old this was, in my opinion,…
Ugh acid reflux my old foe.
*gives you the hugs in the world*
As a fat person who didn’t realize she was fat and thus not allowed near water her late teens, I feel no shame jiggling my way down the beach. You have no idea how WONDERFUL it is to terrify fat haters by being happy . It’s just the best. To really be hard core pretend your in a Carl’s Jr. Ad and eat something greasy…
WAH?!?! Why did she try to straight up MURDER you? We need details!
Having done that all I can say is how sorry I am and offer random internet stranger hugs. *hugs*
That’s so sweet. My moms three year anniversary was two weeks ago and my grandma’s first year one was last week. My best friend came to visit and we redid a road trip my mom and I had done when I was a kid in their memories. They both loved travel.
Well my headstone was going to say Forever Alone, Just The Way She Liked It. However I think All Llamas All The Time is much better
My grandfather’s very large, very extended family is Catholic so, many.
So I was 6 when my great grandmother Stella died. it was around this time that I was given one of the greatest gifts ever, a Barbie camera. Trust me nothing is as good as the high you get when you get a REAL camera, with REAL film, AND IT’S GOT BARBIE ON IT. NOTHING. Except perhaps the monumental super high that comes…
is it wweird that I find that depressing?
You are a god
This was me as a kid. To the point where doctors put me on so many meds I began to hallucinate and had to be detoxed. Yay for having Aspburgers in the early 90s