i’m trying to get another job at a cafe so perhaps i should change my blog description
pigfarts-pigfarts-here-i-come:
Today my mom wasn’t home, so my eight year old sister asked me to set some words for her so she could write her daily sentences. I knew she did them every day, but I’ve never bothered to read them before.
My sister is a lot of things. She’s extremely smart, fairly quiet, and absolutely hilarious. But today I learned two new things about her:
a) my sister does not have a way with the written word
b) my sister is addicted to crack cocaine
I don’t know what the fuck she’s smoking but I want in on it sweet baby jesus I did not know what to do with myself while I was reading some of these
what is wrong with her
I don’t even understand what some of these mean
omfg it’s bette as a child
(via acciodyke)
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.Tycho Brahe
