My favorite thing about kids is that I’m not responsible for any of them.
Me posting dramatic shit for attention
Bark at everything, even if something isn’t there
Don’t drink and prime
If you don’t scream at each other in public when you’re wasted, making everyone uncomfortable, are you really even best friends?
Does car sex in the rain with throwback r&b songs sound romantic to y’all or just me
When the whole squad hits you up
Siblings fights don't end in apology, y'all just walk around the house and don't talk to each other for a couple hours and then one of u will pop ur head in the other's room and ask if they want food
Having a boyfriend is like having a stupid son
Tag someone and if they don’t reply within 5 minutes, they have to do 5 shots in a row on your next night out
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