Love A Good Theory…
I love a good theory. That is why I called this post ‘Love a good theory’. (#perfecttitle)
Over the weekend some friends and I came up with a coupla’ crackers…
MoreI love a good theory. That is why I called this post ‘Love a good theory’. (#perfecttitle)
Over the weekend some friends and I came up with a coupla’ crackers…
MoreI felt like a pirate. With a treasure chest of stolen dollar-dollar-bills-yall. I was flying on the high seas of payroll mishaps! Captain Mat Sparrow! But somehow it didn’t feel right. Digging into my yoghurt cup I knew something was wrong. I felt a little sick and I am so not lactose intolerant.
MoreI’ll have you know, my preoccupation with all things teenage Disney pop princess aside…. I am in fact a fully grown adult. And here’s the proof
MoreDon’t be a bitch to the waitress in front of your date. This usually results in him leaving his digits on the back the receipt docket. For the .. well.. the waitress.
MoreI also kinda maybe feel like… if more people took a vow of steady pace, of making up their mind, of walking to their own beat…. we could have saved Mufasa. Just saying.
MoreAfter all, I am a little bit this girl as well. Just as much as I belong up a creek with star fruit in my pockets.
MoreI brought pictures. And my guitar. Clothes and anklets. A cork board. Five big black letters. D. R. E. A. and M. My friend gave them to me. When she first handed them to me and I pulled them all out of the pretty paper bag I thought ‘why has she bought me the word […]
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