Umm no
Everything you touch turns to gold
"I'm sorry"
In my many piles of clothing
Guys I don't know very well giving me compliments.
You don't. You just don't.
I don't get hate because no one will ever hate me more than I hate myself.
My younger sister
I'd be willing to bike anywhere as long as I don't injure myself on because that's a thing that is likely to happen...
Yknow that one Christmas song where everyone is so obsessed with snow that they practically bathe in it? That's me.