Can I just say, my significant other is going to have a hell of a time trying to figure me out and dealing with me.
I mean, I fucked my shoulder up by singing Uma Thurman and falling down the stairs.
AND MY FOOT HURTS FOR NO APPARENT REASON.
Also, I suck at ping pong and for some odd reason I need fucking validation for that. GYM IS AMAZING/HORRIBLE BECAUSE IM JUST A MESS AND IM SO SORRY IF YOU DATE ME... OH GOD.
Love,
Tails
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Professionalism of a Teenage Girl
Aléatoirei'm your normal hormonal teenager trying to figure life out in its entirety and failing horribly, and apparently, you have tagged along for the ride. I recount my encounters and dish out some advice with questionable results, apparently, I have man...
