Tinkerbell

Thanks for the follow! God Bless!

@InvisibleSasquatch made a roleplay based on Marianas Trench and I’m so here for it so you all should go check it out if you like the band. If you’ve never heard of them, the premise is like a murder mystery so we’re totally here for that and if you hate the band then we can reconcile our different with some good bants while we rp.

I'm so sorry I haven't replied to anybody. My dad has been in and out of the hospital and I'm so fruitlooping frazzled so I'll probably only be on erratically.

I'm busy all day pretty much. I'll get back to all of you when I can but I don't expect to be on much. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Hi! I was wondering if you're interested in joining a dark and magical selection roleplay?
          

Hey y'all. Gross story so stop reading if you get squeamish but I stubbed my toe really hard on a metal grate and my whole toenail came off and it's so so gross and now my toe is wrapped like a mummy and super stiff and honestly it doesn't hurt that much but I'm really squeamish and so it freaked me the hell out. Sorry for being gross, adios.

@Bryonyandthevoices Yeah absolutely!

Nancy I just met the rudest person ever. She was complaining in the rudest way possible. Yes, I know some people may spam, but you can just say please stop. This gurl took it a step furthering and called this girl Named luc a shitty. I know other not all people are great at roleplay. Me my weakness is spelling. She was like oh and their shitty roleplay. Never I mean never unless it's messed up call someone out for their role-playing it's rude unless you have a reason. . . 

Uggggh! I had a really stressful test today and then I didn't even get to go home after because my mother spent five hours dragging me to eight different stores to find a swimsuit. Surprise none of them fit. Nothing sucks more than swimsuit shopping. Actually, a single one of them fit but it showed way too much cleavage. I don't know who makes swimsuits but they should burn in hell because none of them have underwire support or cups big enough for anyone bigger than a D. Also, apparently they can't fathom the idea that maybe someone has large breasts but doesn't want them fully on display like a cheap hooker. After that distressing experience, I came home to write an entire essay and instead found my stepdad being a grumpass. I want to dive off a cliff. I'm humiliated, frustrated, and tired. I have no problem with my body: I'll wear a bikini and put my stomach and legs on display, but there's nothing more disheartening than going to every store that sells women's clothing in your area and being told that you're misshapen. I give up on liiiiiife. I just want to go to sleep but instead I have to write an essay with a grown man being a total jerkwad to me three feet away.

I'm trying to respond but it isn't working.