elhousemartin
I used to believe in destiny. I relied on it to carry me along through life to an ultimately happy ending. Then I realized that destiny is what you make it and I think I'm too late.
Anyone who ever crossed my mother knows that they will never get a second chance. That woman could carry a grudge around the world.
Ha, If it wasn't for the velcro roller, my husband's dreams for my pin up girl hair could never be realized.
Like most people who post witty and superior updates on Facebook, I am tired of people mispronouncing/distorting this word into irregardless.