Sometimes you got it… and sometimes someone makes you feel like you’re getting eaten alive. Well, poop.
Sometimes you got it… and sometimes someone makes you feel like you’re getting eaten alive. Well, poop.
Ohmygooooosh…. thinking takes a lot out of me!
Back when I was a kid, like 2 years old, my aunt’s cat took a swipe at me. Now I have a scar on my cheek.
…aaaaaand a robot body.
Everything this man says is damn sexy. He’s making eyes at me, through the you tube video… I can tell.
He’s gentle.
I’m told I need to write more in my Tumblr.
I was born a small child, mostly because if I were born a large child, my mother would have been a world of pain.
I watched Blossom as a Kid. I think I thought Jenna Van Oy (Six, Blossom’s friend) was cute. Man, what was I thinking??
If I could dance like this… and could find someone who dances and sings like Jane Powell… and we threw in and got a Vaudevilles act together- I’m saying my life would be way different.