Guess who got all dressed up to go out and burn money on things they dont need only for the car to crash into rocks in the middle of the fucking road for some reason, causing damage that forced them to turn back and go home defeated refusing to call an uber cause not only is the mood ruined they also don't wanna pay for an uber so now their perfectly planned and set up outing and their gorgeous perfect sensational outfit has all gone completely to waste.
Hint: it's me.
In the words of a wise tumblr user: "WHAT IN THE RHYME OF THE ANCIENT SACRED AVOCADO CINNAMON SUGAR FRENCH-TOASTED FLYING FRAPPUCINO FUCK?????!!!!!!" just happened.
This is the most effort I have ever put into an outfit and THIS SHIT IS WHAT HAPPENS.
I don't even want to go on a walk or something. I'm just gonna make food and like... watch gumball or smthn.
I even put on makeup... I wore heels even though I suck at walking in them... like what in the fuck... because of some random fucking bricks in the road... I literally hate this country.