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The Ramblings of an Unholy Mess of a Girl
I ramble about my life, other peoples lives and rock and roll.
I bet Taylor Swift never misses stray ankle hairs when she’s shaving. :(
(via whydoihaveablog)
2 days ago - 70
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I love it when people I respect ask me this question.
(Source: remedialchaos)
This gives me anxiety. In 15 years it will I’ll be too old to have children. At least too old to have children and still be around for the majority of their lives. So that means that I need to have a baby in the next 10 years. Which means I have to meet Andy Samburg in the next 5 years so he can take 2 years getting used to my quirky charm and then we need the 2 months away from each other to realize that we are madly in love. It takes at least a year to plan a wedding and 9 months to properly gestate a human child, if we can get pregnant that fast cause tons of people have problems getting pregnant and I’m pretty sure I’m going to be one of them.
I’m just going to stay single and adopt. But my child will also be named Pineapple. That I’m sure of.
This just happened and I’m totally freaking out about it in a way that would ruin my chances of ever being part of the Pink Ladies.
cathartically singing along to glee’s version of shake it out and looking through pictures of old bfs on facebook … yep, that’s where I’m at right now.
4 weeks ago - 1
1 I’ve been listening to the same Robyn song for the last twenty minutes. Every time I miss the 5 second silence before it starts again I think “okay, one more time then I’ll change it”.
I suspect I’ll be listening to this song for the rest of my 6 hour trip to NC. Because I’m lazy & This song is curing my insanity (or sustaining it, that’s the beauty of Robyn’s infectiously sassy beats)
