I broke a mirror when I was moving this past weekend... pretty sure thats 7 years bad luck to add on to my already reliable Kimmie Curse luck...
Not only that, but I went to Wal Mart to buy a replacement mirror... $15 later I was walking down the stairs to my apartment and the mirror caught the railing and cracked in half
You probably shouldnt talk to me for the next 14 years or my bad luck will rub off on you.
I decided to not buy another mirror and risk cursing my posterity... so from now on I will only know what I look like from the waist up thanks to the bathroom mirror...
Please tell me if I have something on my pants or if my shoes are mismatched
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