February 2012
Sometimes it’s really hard to talk to my mom because when I tell her stories, I have to pause at the times where I’d normally say fuck or something along those lines. Everything I say to her is in broken sentences. I think that’s a sign that I curse way too much.
“I’d like to raise both of my middle fingers to him and anyone who thinks...”
– M.I.A.
no one understands my love for sour cream
and cats
all i want in life is to be 5’9” so i can be a runway model
i want to dye my hair lilac yes yes i do
