Just got super judged by a walmart cashier for buying diet pills and candy in the same transaction. Like she has her life figured out.
part of it is the fact that im problem drinking, and the other part is my OCD wont let me leave the bottle half-empty.
You pulled the fire alarm because you had to shit and there was someone in the bathroom. you said you needed privacy
I remember her trying to talk to me a few times after we broke up and I'd always change the subject to bagels.
Just watched a guy puke off his bike. Beyond impressed. He didn't even swerve