LeeAndra
Sweet Shoppe SugarBabe
I decided this afternoon that I need to my life to be a soap opera. A literal one. After watching an hour of 'Days Of Our Lives,' it seems like the perfect life.
I would always have perfectly done hair and make-up. I would get to wear a new dress every day. I would be gorgeous, and so would everyone else around me. There is no limit to how many half-siblings I would have, which always makes family reunions fun, and I would never have to work, only go around town and have intense conversations with people before dramatically pausing and leaving in a huff and/or waiting for the other person to huff off and then sit around talking aloud to myself for a few minutes.
Life would always be exciting since I would end up in the hospital and/or one of my many half-siblings/parents/stepparents/people who I thought used to be my parents or half-siblings at least twice a year. Oh, and of course, let's not forget having a natural disaster and/or villian trying to kill me! I would never actually die or be permanently harmed, just a nice little rest in the hospital or jail before I was released.
Oh, and the BEST part: random s*x with every gorgeous guy in my town whom I was not related to! Caught in an elevator with your estranged husband? Business time! Temporarily trapped in a hospital/mine shaft/desert island with your baby daddy? Business time! In the midst of a screaming match with your family's mortal enemy? Business time! Once I got pregnant approximately every 7 years, the baby is always magically in bed/at camp/at school until they're teenagers and capable of caring for themselves!
Really? What is not to love abt this arrangement?! If only my real life were a soap opera...
I would always have perfectly done hair and make-up. I would get to wear a new dress every day. I would be gorgeous, and so would everyone else around me. There is no limit to how many half-siblings I would have, which always makes family reunions fun, and I would never have to work, only go around town and have intense conversations with people before dramatically pausing and leaving in a huff and/or waiting for the other person to huff off and then sit around talking aloud to myself for a few minutes.
Life would always be exciting since I would end up in the hospital and/or one of my many half-siblings/parents/stepparents/people who I thought used to be my parents or half-siblings at least twice a year. Oh, and of course, let's not forget having a natural disaster and/or villian trying to kill me! I would never actually die or be permanently harmed, just a nice little rest in the hospital or jail before I was released.
Oh, and the BEST part: random s*x with every gorgeous guy in my town whom I was not related to! Caught in an elevator with your estranged husband? Business time! Temporarily trapped in a hospital/mine shaft/desert island with your baby daddy? Business time! In the midst of a screaming match with your family's mortal enemy? Business time! Once I got pregnant approximately every 7 years, the baby is always magically in bed/at camp/at school until they're teenagers and capable of caring for themselves!
Really? What is not to love abt this arrangement?! If only my real life were a soap opera...