Im a sexy mess. I fully understand that this is what people call being in your twenties but I thought that since I’ve a paper from school which states I will read great, I ought to be able to avoid the sexy messery. No dice! Still quite warmly disheveled. I dont know the way to be an individual.
I believe I might have figured out a remedy, though.
Its known as Pinterest!
It is scientifically proven that in the event that you make your own bookshelf from a ladder you found on the road, you will never perish. The reaper will never take your spirit since he’ll want you on earth, watering the 1 plant you havent killed in your windowsill.
I dont comprehend the difference between a white wine glass and a red wine glass and either way I fill them equally to the tippity top with Angry Orchard cider. I put ice in my pinot noir! I scarf down Wheat Thins using Babybel cheese! Im on my dads health!
But thats okay, since I have a hot glue gun. And it is mine.
Look at this:
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