Isn't he lovely, isn't he wonderful.
Crazy as a freaking nut. Literally.
Sometimes I feel like she's more Koala then teen, but that's kind of sweet, in a gross way. She's more likely to make me laugh with the unfortunate things she does rather than any sort of wit, god bless primark for those slippy shoes.
She has inherited my terrible taste in men, fashion, music. We also share the same penchant for saying inappropriate things to create a bit of dramz.
I love you like the half ton mum loves KFC.
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