I don't know the meaning of hotness...I AM the meaning of hotness, because I am so hot. Right? Right? Oh God, I'm so alone. *cries self to sleep because no one agrees with the hotness* :(
Hello there! I'm Elly, and you are on my blog. I like long walks on nudist beaches (fully clothed) and I believe that you should NEVER play leapfrog with a unicorn. It can only end badly. Right now, I'm looking into hiring a ninja to kill winter, so if you're interested contact me. Seriously, it's too cold. Something must be done. I love toast, and have written a poem for it; 'Oh golden crisp toast! Most perfect of all foodstuffs, butter be your crown.' I also believe that the doona is the sweetest concept to bloom from the squishy human mind. Bye bye, I ♥ you all!
3 comments:
I am also rather hot...eh eh eh
First you break Shakespeare, now you break September. Congratulations. You are failing at life.
P.S Travis' comment is stupid. He doesn't know the meaning of hot.
I don't know the meaning of hotness...I AM the meaning of hotness, because I am so hot. Right? Right? Oh God, I'm so alone.
*cries self to sleep because no one agrees with the hotness*
:(
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