Robin nicknamed me “Sugarbaby" I don’t understand

freedom tastes like guacamole

Dad’s photobombing is out of control

Douglas and I at the start then finish of Marine Corps Marathon. what a babe

look how pale

Mom pushed the pee out of a ladybug and wiped it on me. :(

Mom cut Achilles’ head and not her body this is the only picture I could get to show you how funny ugly she is

this is the Jones of Aggression

I think I can feel cold in my legs? shhh

everybody help me convince Douglas to be Pocahontas for Halloween so I can be Grandmother Willow

trying my hand at Photoshop

it is finally here

“Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes.”

— Matthew 6:34 MSG

Achilles is a child of the corn

tortillas

I remember I thought I friend-zoned myself when Douglas didn’t kiss me until the end of the third date but it was because he asked Google and it told him that was the right time to do it

Tavarris found out about my spasm that I can’t control when people throw/act like they’ll hit or throw something at me so he kept doing it “to desensitize” me but instead I fell out of my chair and I’m wearing a skirt and good thing I was wearing underwear today/I wear underwear every day I promise.

AN OFFICE OF BULLIES

I love my family so much it’s like I don’t know how to say it in a way everybody will understand

upcoming insult: “a huge diaper baby.”
who is going to receive it that’s the question

Douglas is taking me to lunch today so Leelee squinted her eyes and said I shouldn’t order a salad because I don’t have manners while I eat it.
“I’m trying to hold on to this boyfriend for you but you keep doing things to push him away.”
I don’t know how to politely eat a salad and everyone else does