This is my life, shown through hilarious e-cards.
I have yet to lay outside or go to the beach this summer. I'm like a snowflake, and it's August.
This is true.
This is also very true. If someone sends me an e-mail or message with bad grammar/spelling, my chances of responding will be very slim. And if I do respond, I might be that person who corrects your grammar.
Actually, 10:00 pm. That's when I get tired. Every. Single. Night. It's like clockwork.
It weirds me out that the picture is of someone giving a woman a massage.
I speak two languages: English and Sarcasm.