Every day is a good day to delete your Twitter account. Good for your mental health.

That's why the legislature did it.

To fully appreciate the value of the muffin, I need to know what kind of tears they were. Were they tears of joy? Tears of anguish? Some more context, perhaps.

Took me a while looking at their ears before I was like "wait a minute, why are these dogs sitting on the roof?"

I had a handful of psych meds, the rest of a Mountain Dew that I opened last night, and a few hits off my vape. My day is going swimmingly, compared to hers.

You can do this. Just believe in yourself. I believe in you (and we've never met, lol).