cathysaurus

my teeth are perfect the way they are. perfect teeth are the kind that you’re happy about. and mine just aren’t so bad. they make me…me.

it hurt, but not as much as expected (although it hurt more than my other piercings). i love it!

i want it, but I’m scared. it looks really painful.

I’ve always wanted to learn. Maybe one day i can speak or even just understand it

i need a mroe productive use for my time.

i sit all day. i need to moveeee.

i’m doing it right now. i need to stop.

always wanted to.

if you dont try, you dont go anywhere. and i’d rather say “ok that was a deff no” than “what if i had…”

really weird for me to want this, but whatever. everything is ok to try once. as long as there’s a condom involved.

yea.

i wanted to do it in the summer. it’s kinda cold now but i want to do it by next year.

maybe it’s dumb, cuz my gap isn’t so bad. but i’ve always wanted it to go away. i want perfect teeth. or maybe my goal should be to accept them for how they are….

i always write stories, but never finish.

omg if i had a dollar for every time i heard i was annoying… my sister would make me rich.

i’m lazy. gotta get up and do it.

i’m so miserable right now, it’s ridiculous. i want to think back to thsi time as just a memory of bad days, not live the continuation.

i want to learn to live life as it comes. if it’s ok a good day, great. if it’s a bad one, ok. i want to enjoy my life to the fullest, no matter what the situation.