bad to the bone

@superrbadbabe

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i’ve been feeling like a bad bitch all goddamn day.

olivia hasler-kippen aka penelope ford, the super bad girl. when she isn’t strutting around beating bitches up, you can find her buried away in her safe haven playing video games. very much into horror and gore, occasionally dipping into paranormal investigations. currently going through a heart break / divorce with whom she thought was her forever but her husband (kip) didn’t feel the same way after a few years of marriage and the troubles it brought. now she’s a man eater, who likes to toy with those who dare to look her way.

all and any plots are welcomed! my main blog is @jmckvy and this is a side blog !!

gm, just wanna show off my spooky tree— and oversized sweater aaaaaaand my cute face. 🎃🧸🔪🩸

Who puts the strawberry flavor in the middle of a neapolitan tub of ice cream? Worst thing ever.

are you talking smack about strawberry.. someone come hold my earrings.

i’m going to need pop mart to calm down with all these new cute trinkets they’re coming out with, ‘cause how’re you going to get me hooked on labubu’s and skullpanda’s to then release a whole new collection for both. can they let my wallet breathe for a minute, damn.

rip your bank account. i’m sure it was nice knowing her before pop mart decided to reign terror on the world.

those skullpanda’s are looking really cute though, i might buy a few blind boxes if i can get my hands on them. the small rush before opening one is something i can never get over. 🥴

monecollector-aa

i'm currently grieving for the loss of my favorite wig that got completely demolished two nights ago. 💔

💔💔💔💔💔

oh babe, if i were you i would be demanding a replacement asap.. and cake you could actually eat.

Alright, so— confession time. I just spent thirty minutes last night arguing with my cat about whether or not my leftover pizza was community property. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. They didn’t care. they won anyway.

Anyway, what’s everyone up to tonight? Please tell me someone out there’s doing something that involves less cat hair and regret. Or, y’know, at least share your snacks. I’m grieving my last night pizza still.

sounds like a night was had, just so you know i’m siding with the cute little critter. i just know points were made on their end during the argument.

my night ended super early last night, i didn’t even go out like i intended to. i laid in bed all dolled up waiting for a text and ended up falling asleep. HOW???? in my books, you had a better friday night.

to the divorced people out there,

did you go through a phase of eating raw cookie dough on the couch while attempting the dating app life or? not fully divorced yet but this question still stands. please and thank you.

i really don’t know what makes me happy, as fucked up as that sounds but a girl is trying to figure it out. all i know is cookie dough cookie dough cookie dough.. and girl time. which is fine for now. i don’t blame you in that situation because out of all men. let’s hope you’re far gone from that stage though.

i can't say i went through a phase of raw cookie dough , but i did try a dating app or two. went to a couple bad dates till i just gave up and focused on my work a little too much . it was rough ━ still is to this day realizing i am no longer someone's husband , but thankfully through all of that mess i found another person who knows what being divorced feels like and was able to bring me out of a pretty dark path . it sucks right now , but if i can find someone then you will too .

i don’t know why you got me tearing up over here in the middle of a bar hearing all those words. not in a bad way! it’s comforting but also, damn. this shit really is reality huh? life is fucking crazy. meg is about to swat my phone out of my hand— and this drink if i don’t stop being emotional. oops. thank you for that though. i honestly could go for some cookie dough as we speak tbh…

to the divorced people out there,

did you go through a phase of eating raw cookie dough on the couch while attempting the dating app life or? not fully divorced yet but this question still stands. please and thank you.

to be fair, if i was a ghost i’d probably be miserable and not nice in the slightest. but hey! at least you could admit they were shitty. has it improved since then? that’s the burning hot question.

i cannot absolutely wait for that day. i think moving out of our shared condo would work wonders but here i am. suffering.. haha ha, ha. 🙂

to the divorced people out there,

did you go through a phase of eating raw cookie dough on the couch while attempting the dating app life or? not fully divorced yet but this question still stands. please and thank you.

so many horror stories on the dating apps, ah. i should be running but also.. a girl is still curious. i wanna ask about your experience but i don’t want you to relive trauma.

uuuuugh, so basically the pain never stops. cool.

can't say i hit the cookie dough phase, nah. mine was more like sittin' inside the car outside the gym for 30 minutes tryna figure out if i even wanna go in. them apps, though? nah, i deleted 'em after three swipes.

cool, cool. so far it seems the raw cookie dough is just a me thing. valid as fuck though. gym does feel like a chore these days when i used to like it. could be because he was my gym partner and yeah. deleting after three swipes is/was probably for the best.

oh this one hit too close to home, the only difference is instead of cookie dough it was ben and jerry’s brownie batter ice cream. i’m off the dating apps now, but if i can give you any advice avoid hinge like the plague. i know dating apps are bound to have their weirdos, but hinge took the cake for me. besides that though, happy eye candy hunting babe!

it’s a food fixation that gives you comfort, no matter how bad it is for you. it just hits so good to put a band-aid over how your life fell apart out of no where. even if it makes you “happy” for five minutes. i did a few swipes but .. every conversation gave me the ick so far. maybe i should stick to in-person interactions? either way, you get it, thank you.

becoming history makers, i love that for us. so here’s to hoping whoever has to face us in the bracket is ready for a fight, ‘cause they better believe those tag titles will be ours 💁🏼‍♀️. i’m sure we can make that happen, we do have the show next week before hallowen after all. i was thinking you, me, girls night out. san antonio has a solid club scene and its been too long since we caused a little trouble. maybe we can even find you a cute cowboy to sink your teeth into, so what do you say?

who better than us, am i right? i’m ready to gouge eyeballs out and snap some fingers. those titles will be ours. 😈 oh babe, you do not have to say anything more. you already had me at girls night out. give me a cute cowboy to wrangle up for the night, this girl is giving for a ride. lemme go find you, deets will be discussed!

to the divorced people out there,

did you go through a phase of eating raw cookie dough on the couch while attempting the dating app life or? not fully divorced yet but this question still stands. please and thank you.

i mean, it sounds fun in theory.

#💙🤍#tag pending….. ◡̈

to the divorced people out there,

did you go through a phase of eating raw cookie dough on the couch while attempting the dating app life or? not fully divorced yet but this question still stands. please and thank you.

what if i don’t relay the message? 🤭

to the divorced people out there,

did you go through a phase of eating raw cookie dough on the couch while attempting the dating app life or? not fully divorced yet but this question still stands. please and thank you.

right right, happy place, training in a ring. gotcha. i could also pester his sweet little soul tomorrow if he’s around. pop up with a BOO! that sounds like a plan. i am trying to live my life. it be hard out here in these streets. iykyk.

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