Reputation re-record this rep TV that…. As soon as I hear the fuck ass fiddle on Our Song (Taylor’s Version) I’ll need to be life flighted to the nearest hospital
I will avoid human interaction at all costs until I have to pay my credit card bill and the drive through uses the tubes. Missed that day of how to adult and still don’t get how to do it right. Going inside all day.
Yo, i called my mom with a question about the doctors and she offered to call for me?????!! Merry freaking Christmas to me!!!! Other people setting my appointments is my love language
Who decided the year we are locked at home with our worst thoughts and snacking habits was the year every article of clothing should be cropped? It was a bold choice cotton.