Dec 16, 2015
@princessofpoverty What if you became an engineer? I mean, you already know how to fix a heater and stuff. I think you could do it.
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@princessofpoverty What if you became an engineer? I mean, you already know how to fix a heater and stuff. I think you could do it.
@princessofpoverty said: "❤️ hey loser~" // I am? You're one of my favorites, too. I remember the first time I saw your blog, thinking 'Oh, good, a Karen blog!' And then we RP-ed, and it was just nice.
maybe the real clitoris was the friends we made along the way
I Want A Divorce
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i need to know how to tattoo myself in my own home can you help???
For once I’m not sure I have the knowledge you need.
Is there any particular reason you need this knowledge or...?
I mean I know people if you want a tattoo but.
☣ } Firkle was incredibly uncomfortable with the level of worry he was currently experiencing. It was late, he was sick, and now he had a worried Karen messaging him and asking for a phone call.
He picked at the skin on his hands as he stared at the phone on his desk, discomfort rising with every second that he hadn’t heard from her.
spill the beans!
Send me 'Spill The Beans' and my muse will confess an embarrassing/awkward/personal secret about themselves.
Uh.. I tend to write Fan fiction
on a daily basis. Without telling the people I put in it, that their in it
hey firk spill the beans
Before I started actually smoking I used candy cigarettes.
My mom thought, and I quote, that it was “the most super adorable thing” she had ever seen.
She used to brag to her friends that I was her “hardcore little cupcake” and, trust me, there are no words for how weird it is that to this day my own grandmother calls me a hardcore little cupcake.