In the 7th grade I had a class where we took a personality test and then we were separated into groups based on our results and my group was just me and two girls and our personality type was described as “mystical” and then one of the girls got expelled for huffing Axe in the bathroom and the other dropped out of high school and disappeared off the face of the Earth.
*adopts 420 dogs* this isn’t even a joke im literally gonna adopt 420 dogs
so other than that, mrs. lincoln, how was the play
I hate recipes that require like 40 weird ass ingredients. I only have eggs, milk, flour and sugar I have no time or money to look for your 3 cups of baby dragons saliva.
it’s so weird that we call our loved ones things that we eat
sugar… pumpkin… honey… baby…