*eternal crying*
HANNAH'S MAKING SHORT JOKES JUST TO MAKE FUN OF MY HEIGHT WAHHHHH 。゚(゚'Д`゚)゚。
Hannah: knock knock
Me: who's there?
Hannah: Kaitlin
Me: Kaitlin who?
Hannah: I knocked because I couldn't reach the doorbell
SHE'S SO MEAN *cries*
Whenever I disappear, Hannah/Mal should be like "OMG KATE'S GONE, CHECK UNDER YOUR SHOES"
There's seriously no hope for me, I haven't grown for at least 3 years, and I've reached the height of my mom and both her sisters—
I get my short genes from my damn Norwegian side .-.
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