Mr.snuggles and milk

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xoxo

I woke up to my favorite song fergalicious because I wanted to start the day on a good note, today was the first day of senior year, I suddenly realize I just shat my pants in fear. Well this is a good start to the day.

I get out of my bed that's as squishy as natural double d's and I walk over to the door and try to slam the door with my leg in it to break it unfortunately it didn't work.
I go over to the bathroom to clean up my unprecedented poo. Once I'm feelin cleaner than drugies during pregnancy I fucking crab walk over to me vanity to get hella hot.

I like to have the really natural makeup look when I go to school so I start by putting on foundation, concealer, Kim k contour, 7 layers of eyeshadow, eyebrows, mascara, false lashes, and highlight; wow oh my goth i look so natural I'm tearing up but I stop because I can't ruin my 4 inch eyeliner wing.

I hobble over to my walk in closet while passing my dead hamsters ashes (I accidentally punched mr.snuggles in the snout when he ate my Mac n cheese noodle.. RIP) i pick out a hella hot outfit it was an Aeropostale matching jumpsuit. Wow I feel like a twice baked potato.

"WHAT THE HECK MARION YOU KNOW I ONLY LIKE LOW FAT GLUTEN FREE DAIRY FREE CHOCOLATE MILK" I'm now down in the kitchen feelin all fresh "wtf plate ur such a drama queen" Marion says as he butters the poptart "who even says wtf out loud you're a dumbass Marion"

I grab my $700 Gucci back and hop in my bmw as I think of how bad my life is. I then drive to school trying to hit every mailbox on the way.

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