Too Goth for you
|Me:||-lying face down on the bed- I have no reason to ever get up.|
|Claire:||-bursts in playing air drums- I lost 5 pound on the treadmill! I'm making coffee! get up ya lazy shite.|
|Me:||can't I be all moody and Goth in peace?|
|Claire:||WOOO! Who needs vodka, I got COFFEE!|
|I hate being a twin.|
THIS POPED UP WHEN I WAS GOING THROUGH A JOKE PICTURE SIGHT AND I CAN’T!