a girl's weapon.
 "I perceived, of course, the drift of my interlocutor. Jealousy had got hold of him: she stung him; but the sting was salutary: it gave him respite from the gnawing fang of melancholy. I would not, therefore, immediately charm the snake."
- Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte
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The panty thief. D:
Sep 23, 2009 @ 9/23/2009
I feel... embarrass when I write this shit. :/ And yes, this post is for my stoopid sis and Ashley. Recently, me, sis AND mom's undergarments got stolen. Ftw. Wtf. And, I've been blaming my bro. Whether he's been hiding our panties. O: So sick right? Thus, I was framed by my sis. Phuck you. I didn't effing steal or even wear your stupid undies. They're too fugly for me. :P The most surprising thing is, the thief even stole MOM'S OLD PEOPLE PANTIES. SICK I TELL YOU! SICK!!! D: Panties-freakazoid. Pervs. P/s: I even ask grandma to hang her undies on the washing line. Hilarious. PP/s: Alyssa, Celynn, don't freak out when you read this. Nights people. (: Labels: Panty freakazoid |
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