Just PMSing: my third boob

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Canker sores and Housewives will kill me

Jesus, our Lord and Savior, died on the cross for our sins. He was nailed to the cross, like actually tortured, and died. And then three ...

There I was. In Adairs on a Thursday night celebrating the good Lord's Good Friday. I was drinking a Corona and minding my own busin...

Let me start this blog off with: I never get embarrassed. I hate when people try to purposely embarrass someone. So to avoid that and just b...

Call me a fashion guru if you will, but I am always on my game when it comes to what styles are going to be in for the upcoming season. ...

This is going to be one of those blogs that I will regret either when a) the subject of the blog finds it b) a future boyfriend finds it (pa...

A N X I E T Y Let's take a trip down memory lane, everyone and explore PMS's anxiety tales. 1990-2010- No anxiety. I was a care...

I don't cook. It's exhausting. I cooked my first real meal a few weeks ago and if you were wondering how old I am, I'm 24 and li...