Honestly, I use the word "dope" in everyday conversation. I get made fun of like I'm a 1980's breakdancer but I just can't help it. When I'm on social media, or writing blog posts, I stop myself and write awesome instead. But what I want to say is, "That's so dope!"
Honestly, I like my beat down low down low down low. If you don't know what that's from, we can't be friends. Honestly.
Honestly, I loooove rap music and can't stand country. I like music with a dirty, filthy beat. If I can feel the beat all the way to my core, that's my kind of song.
Honestly, I can't pass up Red Vines. Ever. I'll go to the vending machine at work intending to get chocolate and walk away with Red Vines every.single.time.
Honestly, I don't have a best friend. Growing up, my two best friends were guys. I envy the girls who have an amazingly good bond with a girl.
Honestly, I wish I could ship some of my blog friends to Seattle and force them to be my bestie.
Honestly, I've almost used Peanut and Bug's real names about 2347216487 times lately on this blog. But that scares me. I know people can get it from facebook and stuff but I feel like I want to protect some part of them as much as I can.
Honestly, I'm getting breast implants someday. I wanted them before kids so imagine how I feel now. My chest is wrecked!
Honestly, I lost almost 15 pounds and gained it aaalll right back. That's why I haven't done any weight loss progress updates.So now I'm working on that again.
Tell me something about you, honestly.