My name is Carie. I am 27-years-old and living an eternal awkward phase in that ignored part of New York... the state part.
I'm a writer working at a convenience store while raising two parents on my own with no help from my deadbeat siblings.
You may say I'm weird but I say I'm awesome and since I'm me and you're not, I'm right. Just saying. So take a look around my blog, if you like it, stick around. If not, peace out. I'm not here to fucking impress you.
And I will cry uncontrollably for hours, thinking of the fun I could’ve had. Number One whiney bitch over here :pI will send you a cupcake reside stained napkin to dry your tears.
I just realized, I never imagined myself killing anyone today… Should I consider that a good or bad day?
You have no idea how much I’d rather cupcake it up. Not only does the guys’ music bore me, his parents both love one dude and hate the other. But they dont love the same. And so much bickering will happen =_=The bickering sounds like fun. My favorite past time is watching my parents fight while they assemble/do much of anything together that doesn’t involve watching NCIS. Mr. Guy over/under complicates things and my mom immediately starts swearing at it because it wasn’t as simple as she first thought.
Dan’s parents are visiting Friday and I have been summoned to join them =_= I’m told we’re going to a thing at Roberts (they both went there) and I took the day off and they bought me a ticket, but ugh. Dudes playing music that will bore me to sleepYour delicious cupcakey loss. You could’ve rode with the coolest awkward people ever and gotten a free cupcake. Oh well.
Someone talk to meeeeeee!
Braless time is my favorite time.
I’m oddly proud of myself. Its like I successfully crept myself friendship.You gotta creep the right people. As I have said, one of the first things BFF Niki said to me was, “So I was kind of stalking you last semester.” and I responded with, “Really? Awesome!” You should really come get cupcakes or something with us next Friday!