I forgot the word “reindeer” today so I described them as “Christmas llamas” why
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If you don’t have this on your blog at least once, get out.
Does this girl know we worship her
ONLY 90s Kids will understand why I’m fuckin your man with moon shoes on
I Don’t Know How Much Vodka I Put In This But I’m Going To Drink It Anyways: a memoir
- 9 A.M.: Exhausted from playing last night in Washington, Shelton sleeps in at the L.A. rental home he shares with Lambert. After coffee, he says, "I stare at the treadmill for 10 minutes. Then I watch TV until it's time to go to the studio." Lambert hands her departing man a breakfast sandwich: "It has fried eggs and bacon!"
- 3 P.M.: Lambert arrives. "It's my favorite part of the day. She likes visiting me at the studio because it has good internet. She spends thousands of dollars on s--t online."
- 730 P.M.: Quitting time! Shelton and Lambert grab Chinese takeout - fried rice and crispy walnut shrimp - and head home for dinner and Toddlers & Tiaras!
- ? P.M.: "I think I fall asleep on the couch. I know my mouth is open because Miranda sticks her finger in it and says, 'Let's go to bed.' So I do."
I always wondered if the guy in that picture survived.
No matter what happened between us, or how long its been since we last talked, I still care, I wanna know you’re doing and feeling. I don’t stalk you but just enough to know you’re okay because you’re still that person I miss and the person who will always be in my heart.