I am in need of either green body paint, or a forensics badge, or a pair of purple gloves. I've got like.... three almost costumes here. This is kinda lame.
I'm down two pants sizes. My biceps are big. My legs are getting cut. I'll be up for Clarence's Wedding. At least a couple days up there. Here's to you, My friends. Now I'm off to a production meeting. I may be getting a tiny braid put in my hair. I'll let y'all know as soon as I'm allowed.
No, I'm not on steroids. No, I don't have an eating disorder. My hormones, they are righting themselves (as much as they can). No, you can't have my metabolism. I just got it.
I know I've not been as faithful about posting on here... or actually reading my friends page in the last....year or so. Sorry. Career stuff jumped in the way
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