Beauty and delight.
Beauty and delight.
I felt even sorrier — if that’s possible — for a kid who went to my son’s elementary school whose name was..... MacGyver. The only ingenuity he seemed to show was a knack for getting into trouble. A total handful. Poor kid.
I’m crying.
I once knew a kid named Rain Forrest. I shit you not.
I’m trademarking rabbits, singing in the shower, and happiness.
I’m pining for emerald green. IT’S MINE.
I’ve owned navy and white for years. Fuck you, Ralph Lauren.
You can’t go out into space. You can’t land on fractions.
Sure, I don’t want that one.
POOOOORN PEOPLE, POOOOORN PEOPLE, LOOK LIKE PORN, TALK LIKE PEOPLE
Can I trademark robin’s egg blue? Because I really like that color and want dibs on it.
NOOOOOOO NOT THAT SONG. NOOOOOOOOOO
CRAB
Just burn it all to be safe
Not people: PORN PEOPLE.
always.
*e-hug* :(
I still had DD cups while anorexic. I was also pale and couldn't stand without blacking out a little. Oh and there was the fun time my heart almost gave out on me at 14 and I was hospitalized for most of my grade 12 year. But yeah, all the dudes thought I was super beautiful. Seriously, get over your boner.
"She still has boobs"? WTF does that even mean?