A year ago, I used to cry alone in my car because I was so unhappy with my life. Now, I cry in my car because I am so incredibly happy where I am with my life. Have faith in what’s to come. Life gets better, trust me.
Bread lacks crunch until it turns into toast. Like, wut. Bread hardly makes a mess but toast leaves crumbs everywhere. WUT.
That’s enough tweeter for the week