[during sex]
Me: hurt me
Him: your metabolism isn’t what it was in high school and it shows
Me: wait
Him: you never lived up to your potential because you rely on talent instead of work ethic & immediately abandon everything you’re bad at because you’re afraid of failure
Sleeping with the window open when it’s still cold out is great if you want to feel like that sister in Road to Avonlea who got TB and had to live on the porch.
when I really think about it, I recognize that the corner stones of a healthy diet are simply vessels for peanut butter and hummus. I don’t make the rules... I just follow them