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Poopy doodoo

Abby how

My mom is getting wattpad. I think. Probably

one time i poured milk into my cereal bowl **first** and my bf who was there asked me “what the hell are you doing?” 
          
          “making cereal?”
          
          “with milk first???”
          
          “fuck you”

If I am not called Little Honey or Honey Bee as a pet name in a relationship or we have some sort of inside joke about bees than I’m sorry I just—I can’t be with you

The myth that people will peer pressure you is *for the most part* bullshit. Why? Because I’ve been to many college parties, raves, etc, etc. and everytime I get offered an alcoholic drink and I decline they give me an option that isn’t alcoholic
          
          My favorite time was when this conversation happened (Imma paraphrasing here btw)
          
          Person: “Hey you want some vodka?”
          
          Me: “no I’m good”
          
          Person: “that’s fine. We got some caprisuns in the cooler.”
          
          A random person: “wait y’all have caprisuns?”
          
          Person: “yes?”
          
          The random person: “then why the shit am I drinking this fuck for?” *runs to the coolers for the caprisuns* 

Lance and Keith having the bonding moment 
          
          Me: GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYY

I had waffles with icream whipped cream blueberries popcorn and chocolate syrup

The one thing I hate about cats is how vocal they are when they’re happy. It’s very hard to sneak three cats inside when they are meowing loudly and high pitched about how happy they are and I need them to quiet down so they can stay and not get caught

SHOUT OUT TO THE CUTIE THAT KEPT GETTING FLUSTERED WHENEVER I FLIRTED WITH THEM