This girl that goes to my school added me on Facebook a while ago, and I’ve noticed the only time she makes statuses it’s usually because she’s sad or she makes food and claims that everyone’s jealous.
Someone should help this female out. She obviously wants to share some muffins with somebody.
“I don’t like this expression “First World problems.” It is false and it is condescending. Yes, Nigerians struggle with floods or infant mortality. But these same Nigerians also deal with mundane and seemingly luxurious hassles. Connectivity issues on your BlackBerry, cost of car repair, how to sync your iPad, what brand of noodles to buy: Third World problems. All the silly stuff of life doesn’t disappear just because you’re black and live in a poorer country. People in the richer nations need a more robust sense of the lives being lived in the darker nations. Here’s a First World problem: the inability to see that others are as fully complex and as keen on technology and pleasure as you are.”—
Seriously. I was sitting in a chair and he went to the other chair to sit in and I laughed and pointed at him which he took as me wanting to see him. So he came over and kinda jumped on me and I laughed and petted him. THEN HE TRIED TO CLIMB IN MY LAP. And I was like, “Dog. There is not room for you on this chair.” But he kept going and I said, “Okay, we’re doing this.” At first he just stood on the chair but then he just sat on me. Technically my shoulder I suppose. I asked my roommates if this was real life and Carissa took a picture. This is Jackson not giving a single fuck.
I love my dog. He is the most ridiculous thing I have ever met. And I absolutely adore him.
Oh, and ignore the Halloween tree. We’re in the process of taking down Halloween decorations and putting up Christmas ones. Woo.
because when I was 16 with my first bf, he rimmed me and I felt obligated to reciprocate. I was slowly leaning in to his rear as he was on all 4’s and when I spread his cheeks, there it was….lounging in the anal cavity like it was a hammock: dark green juicy bile and what looked like a single oat.
Poop is a giant fear. A real fear.
Girl that is some campfire material right there. I would have nightmares for days.
I hope you broke up with him immediately. Hygiene is a must sweetheart.
i am still clutching my pearls thinking about mary. jesus keep me near the cross.
Public Service Announcement:
Ladies and Gents. Don’t stand up against a Precious looking bitch. You will get clobbered. They been knocking back skinny bitches all their life. I for one have broken up many fights before (men and females, yes your girl can get all teacher hulk if she needs to), but I will never stop Precious in a fight. She already has an advantage, because her arms don’t even hit the sides of her body.
If you see this female, don’t collect your damn 200 hundred dollars, run the hell away.