There. That’s all of them now.
25mm ears, 1 yr. old dermal implant, left and right nostril, and septum! xoxo
This is the best hair colour that exists.
This is my own grave. This is the exact place I’ll eventually be turned into worm poop. Gross. Panicky and gross.
This is the end of my driveway and house. Two weeks ago at the top of that puddle there was a snowbank so big I couldn’t see the road.
I seem to be stuck. I want to change careers so badly. I don’t like what I do anymore, I don’t make any money doing it, and on top of it I’m ashamed to tell people what I do when they ask. I looked into other options. I am not qualified to do anything else so I need to go back to school. The programs I’ve looked into are all impossible for one reason or another. Either I wouldn’t be able to work while I went, or I don’t have the prerequisites, or the classes are full for the next two years. I made such a mistake when I decided my life was over at sixteen and stopped making an effort toward success. Now it’s too late and I’m doomed to poverty. I’m really discouraged.
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