Found a headless, rattleless rattler on the way home yesterday. Chris skinned it and mounted the skin on a board.
Im driving around with a bag of rattlesnake guts in the bed of my truck.
Also, I wore the same bra to wander around in the desert that I were to work today. So yes, I reek of body odor.
All the sexy? Its mine. Duh.
Oh my gosh could all of the out of towners please go back home now? Seriously, its almost 100 degrees, that means it is time for the Northeast folks to go back home. I can’t stand there driving and I am so ready to have my freeways in street back to how they should be.
All I really want in life is someone to pop the pimple on my back in that one spot I cant even reach to scratch.
Just one person, that will without hesitation, pop my pimple ad lovingly and effectively as possible.
"You don’t always need a plan. Sometimes you just need to breathe, trust, let go, and see what happens." - Mandy Hale