No seriously, I like how you admit it when you have weaknesses and don't pretend to be OMG!SUPERMAN I NEVER FEEL EMOTIONS like some people do (and it makes me want to pelt them with bricks). Plus your food posts always make me hungry, and I like how you post fashion pictures. I could talk about clothes all day. :-p
Even though we have very different fashion sense, your posts inspire me to put together outfits and try to look nice. It makes me feel better about myself.
There's a girl at work who is superhuman. Every time anyone has a problem, she tells a story of a problem she had that was ten thousand times worse, and she didn't complain about it, so why should we, blah blah blah. When a girl in our department had tendinitis, this girl had to talk about how she dropped a car on her hands and still drove herself home and didn't cry blah blah blah. It kind of makes me want to puke in her face.
I like you because of that icon. :-p And I like how you like the same shows I like but you're not annoying and pretentious like some of the fans of these shows who make me want to hit them with bricks. Also you're just a kind and good and generous person and you've helped me a lot. I'm lucky to have you as a friend.
The icon is one fangirl1981 made. I love Bobby and that line fits my philosophy of life pretty much to a T.
My friends are important to me. I may look like a sweet, innocent gal but I've got Irish in me. Someone hurts someone I care about and I'm out for blood.
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I like how demanding you are. :-p
No seriously, I like how you admit it when you have weaknesses and don't pretend to be OMG!SUPERMAN I NEVER FEEL EMOTIONS like some people do (and it makes me want to pelt them with bricks). Plus your food posts always make me hungry, and I like how you post fashion pictures. I could talk about clothes all day. :-p
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Being superhuman is too much work. :-p
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There's a girl at work who is superhuman. Every time anyone has a problem, she tells a story of a problem she had that was ten thousand times worse, and she didn't complain about it, so why should we, blah blah blah. When a girl in our department had tendinitis, this girl had to talk about how she dropped a car on her hands and still drove herself home and didn't cry blah blah blah. It kind of makes me want to puke in her face.
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My friends are important to me. I may look like a sweet, innocent gal but I've got Irish in me. Someone hurts someone I care about and I'm out for blood.
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