Today is Fancy Friday and I messed my toe up walking around in these devilish contraptions called high heels. I don’t know how I’ll survive Prom tomorrow (April 19th, Saturday). My dress is long though so maybe I’ll get away with flats. But i’ll bring heels for pictures.
Kid: Yeah give me a pack of Marlboro Reds.
Cashier: Are you 18?
Kid: It's okay, they're a metaphor.
"I don’t hate any race of people, and it pains me to wake up to other young people being misled to believe I do. I am for unity and equality."
“Me chief, you Indian. I speak, you listen.” - Iggy Azalea