i’m not like other girls. actually, i’m nothing like other girls. and that girl u saw get on the bus earlier isn’t like other girls either. it’s surprising, really. it’s almost as if everybody is different from each other. holy shit
the best part about blogging is that no one actually knows if youre naked or not
*presses exit game*
"Do you want to save your game before you exit?"
"I should just in case"
*eating chips* okay this is the last one. *eats 10 more* I mean it this time, no more. *finishes bag*
There’s always gonna be that one person that you can’t get out of your mind no matter how hard you try.
*Seductively lays on a table* Hey bab- *Table breaks*