Holler.

The musings of a loud, foul mouthed yet incredibly charming Diva. You'll find discussions of food, wine, pop culture, beauty products and my charming boyfriend/husband with a super-sized side of sass.

It’s clean sheet day in our house and Ali just told me that I am not allowed to get in the bed before her because I’ll use up all the “new.”

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hellamike:

And she’s god damn right I would.

So. What does this MF do? Waits until I’m almost ready to climb in and hurries up and jumps in. 5 sec before me. AND RUBS HIS LEGS ON MY SIDE AND STEALS MY NEW.
BASTARD.