sassafras: story of my life: *Kristin Heaven help those of us with disgruntled resting faces.
I had to reblog this post because people ask me what’s wrong all of the time. I have to forcefully smile and tell them nothing’s wrong! When I was in eighth grade my teacher told my mom that when I was little she thought I was an abused child…
true story.
I’M SORRY I HAVE DROOPY CHEEKS AND A JUTTING CHIN!
gawd.