OKay, laugh it up, that's me trying to be sexy.
But I don't want you to focus on me, I want you to look at the pile of dishes behind me.
If I've ever used this word correctly in my life it is now: RIDIC.
It's really kinda gross.
My worst worstworst habit is that I have no brain
nope,
my worst habit is that i forget to clean up after myself.
I'm ashamed to say that this habit is infectious and my husband now has it.
It's gotten a lot better than what you see there, but I've been this way pretty much all my life. I like clutter, I like being around it (not long term...) (just long enough for it to drive me insane with madness and for me to go ocd and clean everything) (or to invite my bfffltfblt krista over because she's a speed cleaner)
I also bite my nails.
And I wake up in the middle of the night and get scared. turns out this is kinda hereditary.
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