I honestly do not understand some of the women on The Bachelor.
Listen up, you crazy bitches.
You are not allowed to sit there and f*cking cry and complain because the guy you’re interested in is also spending time with the other girls. 46 more words
How did I end up here, tapping mindlessly on my mobile phone? Brainwashed, every bit of dignity drained out of my proud heart, succumbing to the power and pressure of the everlasting darkness called Facebook games. 1,079 more words
Sunday’s are always a bit slow in my house. I know I really should be up and moving, doing exercises, clean the house and cook healthy meals, but an average sunday really isn’t anything like that around here. 258 more words
I don’t believe in guilty pleasures. If I like something, I like it. No need to feel guilty about it. Everyone’s always going on and on about how dark chocolate is their guilty pleasure. 608 more words