So my family is going to Atlanta for Thanksgiving (duration: Wednesday-Sunday)
And I have to be in the same car as my nephew, who lives to make my life a living hell, for the entire ride .-.
It's gonna be lit (kill me)
I might go crazy
Also, my mom isn't letting me dress myself/pick my own clothes
Like
Mom
I'm 16
I think I know how to pick my own clothes and dress myself
She keeps trying to make me change my style
But lmao joke's on her
DARK AND PASTEL CLOTHES ARE MY AESTHETIC
Anyway
Atlanta is apparently cold (I live in Louisiana), so I'm going to die
Wish me luck
Rae x
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My Aesthetic is Trash {spam}
RandomRandom/shower thoughts and random excerpts from my life. Idk, this is just a book of anything basically. THiS BOok wILL BE tHE gARBaGe DUMp of mY tRASh sOul. : )
