I left the house every day this week and it wasn’t even hard.
Hello, my name is Emma, and my uterus is trying to kill me.
maybe Jesus was gay the whole time and was actually saying “ah, men”
STOP I SHOULD NOT BE LAUGHING
I know, it was super traumatic that you spent nine hours all by yourself. The horror. How about instead of bitching and moaning about in the living room, you come hang out with with me on the bed where I have the AC going? No? I should come to you?
I was really enjoying my wonton soup until I saw a shrimp just floating there. Blech.
Puppy growing up, no hesitation on the second jump. [video]