Nothing says “I just turned 30” quite like going to the mall during my lunch break to buy books and half-priced booty shorts
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OKAY. Based on the VERY FEW times I had to rip off the burn-style clear bandages from my fresh tattoo while cringing and groaning, and I am DEFINITELY going to be the kind of person who screams “THIS IS YOUR FAULT” during labor (yes I mentally cursed my tattoo artist for recommending I buy tegaderm to cover my new tattoo) I AM NOT ASHAMED
Write a ghost story entirely in poem form.
This ghost is a big pervert who likes to watch me shower.
I’d maybe try an exorcism, but I don’t have the power.
Guess I’ll have’ta deal with a spirit in my home–
Just gonna hope he’s fine seeing me doused up in foam?
I honestly don’t give a shit about the Olympics
We all are stardust 