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I'm alexandra, and I'm an opinionated, selfish narcissist.
My blog has no self respect, I'll post anything that makes me giggle. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
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xdivinechaos:

pointlessentiments:

hamburgerhelpless:

pigfarts-pigfarts-here-i-come:

Today my mom wasn’t home, so my eight year old sister asked me to set some words for her so she could write her daily sentences. I knew she did them every day, but I’ve never bothered to read them before.

My sister is a lot of things. She’s extremely smart, fairly quiet, and absolutely hilarious. But today I learned two new things about her:

a) my sister does not have a way with the written word

b) my sister is addicted to crack cocaine

I don’t know what the fuck she’s smoking but I want in on it sweet baby jesus I did not know what to do with myself while I was reading some of these

what is wrong with her

I don’t even understand what some of these mean









she plotting something

“i am beginning to be a horse” oh

I have to defend my hood from getting attacked by minions again.

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  • author: she didn't want to eat dinner because she doesn't like chicken noodle soup
  • english teacher: even though it doesn't say it, we can infer that 17 years ago she encountered an attack from chickens while on a trip to africa visiting her great aunt who was dying from pneumonia which she got from chickens that were being harvested for the great feast