*is above 32 degrees in minnesota after what seems like awhile of being literally freezing*
my brain:
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
me:
it’s so nice out, wow
it’s been about four months since we started our four-day workweek experiment and i can honestly say that the idea of a five-day workweek now seems insane looking back, both because three days are necessary for a proper weekend and no job truly needs all five days
remy. i hate this debate. he’s a street rat he would absolutely clobber stuart with his bare hands. stuart hasn’t worked for anything in his life. remy knows struggle. stuart is a lil bitch.
I venmoed my roommate for rent and labeled it “suga mama” as a joke and a real life mfing sugar daddy commented on it pitching me an offer. So I guess the main point of this tweet is,,, do I message him back? 👉🏼👈🏼