my least favorite commandment.

not being 16?

yeeah. basically it's the worst.

let's be real.

 i want to date, and i want to drive. 

remember saturday night? 

you were probably at sadies, (or the cavemen were at preference.)

i was working. but fortunately, guess who came with their dates to kneaders for dinner?

only two of my favorite males ever. 

spying on awky dates? thee best. 

and it's okay. cause i partied with kassie and mckenna instead. 

we ate all the kneaders samples that i'm probly not allowed to have. 

and watched captain america. and cuddled with each other.

who needs boys? me.. they're all out on dates anyways. 

ps. i dreamed i wore this to homecoming. so simple yet so perfect.