‘Dill’an Pickle

ATTENTION!!!
          YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN TO BE SHOWERED IN LOVE AND AFFECTION, ENJOY!
          ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
          ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
          ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
          
          Post this on everyone’s wall who you think needs all the love in the world
          
          If you get
          1 back, you’re loved
          3 back, you’re popular
          5 back, you’re super loved
          8 back, wow I’m jealous
          
          This message counts as one so it’s impossible to get zero!
          
          Have a good day!!

ATTENTION!!!
          YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN TO BE SHOWERED IN LOVE AND AFFECTION! ENJOY!
          
          ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
          
          Now post this on everyone's wall, who you think needs all the love in the world.
          
          If you get:
          
          1 back, you're loved
          3 back, you're popular
          5 back, you are one of the most loved
          9 back, wow I'm jealous
          
          And this message counts as one, so it's impossible to get 0

Hey! I just started a new story, and posted the first chapter. Please read! (Soulmates Are Overrated)

me: *idk i was talking about something with my mom at some point in my life and she said something and so i said* FUCK YEAH!
          mom: language! 
          me: *gives her a dirty look* 
          mo: okay, yes, i know i shouldn't be surprised; you clearly got a sailor mouth from me but this will cause a problem for me and *starts muttering to herself* 
          me: are you o-fucking-kay? 
          mom: i swear to fucking god child i will- *stops herself, then raises her voice* ANGSTY TEEN FOR SALE!

there is a wasp like 4 feet above my head and i'm trying not to scream bc wasps are my number one fear

my mom while we're in walmart: so. uh. that girl over there looks like your type. 
          me: *looks at girl* 
          ...
          *it is a female so therefore yes it is my type bc gay* 
          nahhh not my type at all
          my mom: ...but....I tried so hard. I looked and looked for a cute girl for you! 
          me: yes i am single no that doesn't mean i need a girlfriend
          my mom: *goes to the bathroom* 
          me: *goes to ask the girl's number*

random fact: my ratio of followers to following is 1.945. I'm following less people than the people following me, if that makes any sense. I suck at speaking and typing.

Prologue of Black Roses has been posted! Please read!

me, when i have dirty, unhealthy hair with dead ends a few years ago and also lice: NO DONT CHOP IT OFF MOM PLEASE
          my mom: fine *picks through my entire hair to take care of the lice*
          me, when i have long healthy hair now: CHOP IT OFF. CHOP IT OFF. CHOP IT OFF. 
          my mom: fine. *gives me a really short haircut* 
          Me: YAYYY
          
          
          The theme is, I am illogical when it comes to my hair, and my mom is a wonderful woman.

im alive still. just for general knowledge.