I'm a mama-papa callin' for you.
I'm a space invader.
I'll be a rockin' rollin' bitch for you.
I will throttle you at Trivial Pursuit. And Jeopardy!
I steal Bibles from hotel rooms.
I can remember nearly every joke I've ever heard.
I have a ridiculous sense of smell.
I don't have a facebook.
ENFJ. I couldn't care less.
Yanno that post on hyperbole & a half about depression? Used to be me. But I found my way out. I'm flawed and scarred and earned my greys. Remember how full of ourselves we were in our 20s? Thank fuck we're past it. Just breathe & get over yourself. We all should.