Just landed in France. I keep asking if I’m heading in the right direction to my apartment complex and everyone here keeps saying, “Wee wee.”
I don’t need to pee dammit I need to find my fucking apartment.
[ check me out on my traditional rp blog. it’s not definite that I’ll keep that blog but I’m giving it a shot bc why not ]
I appreciate the offer man, but I think I’m gonna start brand new.
Hey guys, so if you haven’t already heard, I’m leaving Beacon Hills. I don’t think I can handle the crazy much longer. I’ve made a lot of friends here and a lot have died here.
Thank you all for being with me every step of the way, and who knows, maybe I’ll come back one day?
Haha, keep an eye on Scott for me everyone. We had a great run!
I was just about to make the big announcement :\
Well of course, she’ll always be Mama McCall to me. Shout out to you Mama McCall. U da 1.
Don’t think I’m gonna ask anyone to adopt me. After bouncing around from place to place and guardian to guardian, I’ve learned that I don’t need that “mother figure” or “father figure” to call my own. My friends are my family, til death do us part.
Alright okay okay, but let’s get one thing straight:
Melissa McCall is not allowed to die
Can I g-give it to A-aiden?
My friends and family are dead and people are continuing to die around me so I decided to do a giveaway.
- Just take it.
WHEN I die?????
Jesus Christ it’s good to know you all care about me.
(the answer is no)
You know I wasn’t gonna bring this up, but, we went bunk bed shopping like the other day, THERE I SAID IT.