The holy grail of dating is finding an individual who's intellectual, thoughtful, comical, and unusual. You know, somebody who's smart with a good heart, a respect for the fact that sarcasm is an art, and a willingness to do weird shit with your private parts.
Too many people are playing Freeze Tag with their fucking life, allowing the past actions of another to leave them frozen, waiting for somebody else to come along and fucking save 'em. Forget what happened, fight the urge to feel self-pity, and unfreeze your fucking self already.
I just stumbled upon an Amazon item description which featured verbal fuckery such as “inflatable hangers” ..honestly..that combination of words not only confuses me, it makes me genuinely, and unreasonably, uncomfortable.
It’s not the trust you regret. It’s not the time you devote, or the money you spend. Not the frivolity or excuses. No, it’s not the trust you regret, it’s the love.
Standing in the cookie isle, looking like a lunatic, as I debate on the merits of getting Oreo thins vs double stuffed. Hashtag: first world problems 🙄