I really hate when my hair is doing something funky and no one tells me. It’s a pet peeve of mine when it comes to photos. My hair can be just as unruly and uncooperative as my boobs sometimes I need someone who isn’t afraid to be like, “Hey! Tuck that back in!”
Anyway, I’m sick. Again. I haven’t left my place since thursday. I hate being sick. And I hate being alone. It’s probably time I start taking my life a bit more seriously and start looking for someone I can take seriously.
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