I am terribly loud and gregarious, when there is one person and an impression to make, when i know they like me, i am a fucking peacock. Sometimes it makes me come of more as the crazy lady than the fun sage. I can be quite the entertainer though, but man there’s a thin line there.
I have little love for moaning hippies, when they blame their wrecked chi on someone else! Well you wrecked my morning. I say its bad chi to make someone feel bad about your chi.
Some of my most precious belongings: a door knob, my holy unicorn ring, my notebook.
I wrote a drunk dissertation on why most boys from Antwerp look like hobbits.
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If ever in doubt listen to 50 cent and the fog will lift.
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