*carving a forced smile into a lifeless pumpkin husk I will put outside in the elements to rot for the enjoyment of others* Why does this feel so familiar?
Baby boy came home from school, cleaned out the fridge (unprompted) and then went to wrestling practice. Not sure if I should feel appreciative or insulted.
My grandma would tell us that we’d go blind if we sat too close to the TV while she drank her gin in a cloud of unfiltered cigarette smoke in her home that was made solely out of asbestos.
Shoutout to all the adults who used to be the kids in classrooms who would count exactly how many other kids were ahead of them so they could figure out the paragraph they were going to have to read out loud in class