Totes a zebra, y’all.
My allergies are the Sanderson sisters to my Thackery Binx.
This is what happens on any given Saturday night with my friends.
I SHAVED MY STUPID FACE.
Hair of the dog, damn it.
Peas in a pod, we are.
….Writing like Yoda, I am.
(Disclaimer: I’ve never watched ‘Star Wars’ before. I may be a bit off base)
I’m in a fantastic mood this fine morning!
Goofy McDork.
We’re the kids of America.
…Woah-oh.
Piper, my sister’s dog, just spent the day at a puppy spa. She even received a blueberry facial. Why does a puppy need a fucking facial?
I’m zonked. I need a nap…
…So….I’m going to watch Beverly Hills, 90210 and try to achieve said nap.
Puppy love.
I miss Courtney.
Also, this is my Tegan and Sara shirt that I will undoubtedly be buried in.
