Me: “thar you pick up your fucking pile of dirty laundry.”
Me: “thar you pick up your fucking pile of dirty laundry.”
“Probably a mirror or my front facing camera still.”
“Probably a mirror or my front facing camera still.”
Me: “when I die, I think I want my ashes to be molded into crystal quartz pendants and then all of you will have to wear them as necklaces. But you can do whatever you want to your body. You can have it turned into mushrooms.”
My brother: “shut up.”
Me: “when I die, I think I want my ashes to be molded into crystal quartz pendants and then all of you will have to wear them as necklaces. But you can do whatever you want to your body. You can have it turned into mushrooms.”
My brother: “shut up.”
Me: “we both have attachment trauma.”
Me: “we both have attachment trauma.”
What are you reading? Do you have any recommendations?
What are you reading? Do you have any recommendations?
Man: “where do we get off?”
Woman: “I hate when you ask me directions. I don’t know directions. I just look them up on google maps. You could look them up yourself on google maps.”
Man: “do we get off on MLK street?”
Woman: “this whole street is MLK!”
Man: “where do we get off?”
Woman: “I hate when you ask me directions. I don’t know directions. I just look them up on google maps. You could look them up yourself on google maps.”
Man: “do we get off on MLK street?”
Woman: “this whole street is MLK!”
New manager: “I’m a cheerleader and an encourager and a disciplinarian who believes in repercussions.”
Me: “that’s gotta be someone’s kink.”
New manager: “I’m a cheerleader and an encourager and a disciplinarian who believes in repercussions.”
Me: “that’s gotta be someone’s kink.”