So I was playing on club penguin trying to adopt a puffle like you do and
I see something out of the corner of my eye
i will murder your fucking children
skype is so creepy sometimes like
hey lil mama lemme wispah in ya ear
I’ve been getting a lot of new followers so, here’s my face.
I was just checking my email and thanks I was getting tired of doing it anyway
- How are you so pretty? This is a legitimate question I ask the Universe, it seems ridiculously unfair.
- Why don’t you live closer so I could actually meet you? ;~;
THANK YOU! I live in Plymouth (shit I…
LOOKS LIKE WE’LL GET ALONG JUST FINE. :D
Also when I talk to authority figures I’m very… outgoing I guess? I just act super polite and pretend I’m a nice young lady (actually not pretending, I’m such a stereotypical Good Person sometimes it’s sickening) and they always like me. Always. I have never not met an adult who has immediately taken a shine to me.
On the other hand, I find talking to 99% of my peers both difficult & a waste of my time. >.<
Everyone seems to think I’m really sweet when I first meet them. Little did they know that I probably fucking hate them and I’m just a mean person. I am a super bitch, on the real. If I’m ever bitchy to you it means that I’m comfortable enough to be myself around you, and that’s a very good thing. lmao But, I don’t mind small talk with my peers. I actually quite like it. Is that strange?
“Identify with the matador, not with the bull”
What if you could take your eyeballs out of your head, but still be able to see from them? Like you could take them out and place them somewhere and see whats going on even if you’re an hour away. And when you get home you could just pop them back in your head.
I’m a stay-at-home blogger.