Tits and wigs

Dude. Dude? Ya dude! Totally.

This could be on a stamp or hippie poster. I will draw crap around it maybe.

Hot Mess Yikes.

I would listen to this band, shit yeah! What’s our name called? Ha nice grammar. I know! Hot Mess Yikes. Lol.

I want more hair. MORE HAIR EVERY COLOUR!

Kind of like Ariel right, it was an not an accident that I looked like a mermaid.

Hot emo sad.

Now I know I can do p0rn and get away with it with a wig on. Not that I Would, just Could, COULD. Should? Good? Just Kiddayng. Maybe a spy though.

Sabrina squeezed my neck foam and was like, what is this for, is this for, fashion? I was like yeah it is I know (it’s bananas) and she just shook her head and fell back into the couch. I could tell she was disappointed I didn’t get railroaded as much as I had let on that I would be. Ahh sweet fucking relief and I blew the ending for them too hahaha can’t help it runs in the family. They were like oh darn! No they weren’t (yes they were) but they didn’t say it cute like that.

Wig time, I guess I kind of look like shit without a wig on.

Exploiting Shannon’s jugs! No problem!

Ha.

Haha so retarded.

She looks wicked surprised. Wigs make things more dramatic. As life should be experienced.

I do not look good with hair like this hahah. Takes awhile to get the wig to not overpower you.

Casie this is a good look for you!

I am a bit overwhelmed from mtv here but pretty stoked.

You look like a seasoned female comic HEY LISTEN UP GUYS YA CAN CUT THE CRAP WITH THE CHARADE amiright I mean yeah (fist pump) I don’t know I can’t do fake-fake material.

I can’t even keep my eyes open!

Lesbo circuit comedian, that’s it!

Cute hot. Jealous. Fuck you. Ha ha.

Shut up boring. I don’t know why I am talking to your pictures out loud while I type this but I am hi hope you’re having a nice day buddy.

HEY BLOGGERS WELCOME TO MY NEW SHOW CALLED TITS AND WIGS!

Holy chill out saddy pants, it’s all good!

Scary Sheri is here again.

Do I have to make a caption for every photo? More like a CRAPTION!

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We were supposed to watch at Lauren’s but casie the bonehead got confused between the three of us texting and DMing all day. Oh well. Next time champ!

It gets better!?

What do you think we are talking about?

Lesbian Couple Weekly. Coupla jerks!

She gave me the key to her heart and I was like I can just pick the lock. But now I have a nice necklace too. GAY! #youloveit.

Guess what I am going to be published in Elle Magazine soon! STOKED! Fist pump!

It’s dating world tips and I reference one of my biggest muses/SWF’s in it: MY MOTHER. Mom, are you crying right now?

Oh, what’s in this unassuming little vintage suitcase?

Okay fine but I get to be John and you Yoko. She managed his business and locked him up in their apartment while she sat in the other ground floor one, the office/suite.

Casie talks about as much as I do and about as fast, our show would have to be subtitled.

Ha teacher’s creepy ugly wig shadow.

I have a lot to say.

So does Casie!

I’m too edgy and I am like FUCK YOU I AM TOO EDGY. She pulls me back in again, Colleague says she is good to have around cos then I’m not too left of center. Her heart bleeds too and we have “a thing” bigger than before all this social media crap that certainly drove a wedge in our friendship like Paris and Nicole (anyone ever figure that one out what happened between them?) but anyway we know we are better together than apart and someone said us three (plus O’Nizzler) are like the Spice Girls. Honoured and I accept the challenge.

See the best in people. That is what we should be doing.

There’s a picture (a bunch of stills actually) of Cobain nodding off from heroin during a Nirvana shoot for Rolling Stone. 1. obvi I have never tried it but 2. I could be a great actress someday maybe I should go on more auditions.

Your sleeve is beautiful Cas, filling out nicely.

See a bit of Teacher.

I am sure you are tired of looking at these. There’s a whole flash card full of them in my purse from Casie’s camera omfg SORRY!

ILU David Hasselhoff. Remeber the Hoff Roast? I love those roasts on comedy channel we watched a marathon of them at my dad’s over xmas.

We have the same bed. Princess dream girl beds!

That was a fun art show. And by fun I meant no hot guys. Boo.

C’est fini!