Today I have:
- Poked my finger with a safety pin.
- Burned myself. Twice.
- Dropped a hammer on my foot.
I’m ready for bed.
I feel like I always need to share my weirdo dreams with you. Last night: married to John Stamos (young, Uncle Jesse aged, John Stamos). We had 3 kids: Tanner, Arie (Tanner’s twin sister), and Stacey (which I would never name my kids any of those names), and I was pregnant again. But my dream started when we met at a hotel, and some lady was trying to flirt with him. I trapped her in an elevator and yelled, “Listen here. He loves me, not you! Stay away from my man.” And she was saying he didn’t really love me when the elevator doors opened, and he was there and gave me a big kiss. She stormed off. Then it fast-forwarded to our life with children.
Weird.
Cher. WTH? Are you aware of what you look like?
"Chris and I have not been down with it from day one. There’s a difference between shooting for marriage equality and having teenagers get married."
Darren Criss on the klaine engagement storyline (x)
we all went through a jesse mccartney phase dont lie
That every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. Philippians 2:11
And then the art style changed….
lets play a game called who am i more jealous of?
By the way, I had a dream last night that I robbed a bank with Eminem and Ashley Tisdale…
