I'm seventeen. I'm smart. I'm deep. And I am talented.
Have a problem with me? Guess what: I don't care. Now, mosey on along. Unless you want to have nightmares in which I make a guest appearance in.
Also, Beck is my boyfriend. Guys: You're probably not cool enough to hang out with him. And Girls: Stay away from Beck.
Not gonna lie, those songs Cat and Robbie sing are pretty catchy. Not a big fan of the whole ‘happy’ part, but it’s still bad news. Which I love.
I know a lot of people say that they love coffee, but they just mean that they like it a lot. I love it. Like sometimes I swear, I want to marry coffee.
One time my grandmother said to me: “Jade, when you grow up, what kind of man do you want to marry?” (Read that in an old, grandma-like voice).
And I said: “I want to marry a man like coffee.”
And she goes: “But what does that mean?” (Again, read that in an old, grandma-like voice).
So I said: “HEY! GET OUTTA HERE, GRANDMA!”
…..I love it.