I have developed a newfound love for English bulldogs; bulldogs that can skate, look saggy, have their teeth stick out, waddle, and be totally cute fat bastards. I want a bulldog
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It almost amuses me the way my voice takes on a robotic, silvery monotone when I get little sleep and have to get up early. The staring off into space thing is not cute though.
I start my internship in forty-five minutes and I'm pretty pysched.
My hair hasn't been this short in over a decade. I want to dye it red. I feel it will go along nicely with my other body "alternation" or addition, if you will. but this one is a bit more public.
why do paper-writing days entail bizarre outfits? i just looked down and realized i am wearing elephant pajama pants, no bra, weird half sweatshirt thing, a green ribbon surreptitiously in my hair and mismatched earrings.