New Year’s hottest club is...Staying the Fuck Home. This place has EVERYTHING! Cheap drinks. Heavy pours. Your favorite spot on the couch. No bathroom lines. No cover for ladies (masks & bras not required). VIP fridge access. Live performances by you staring at your phone & MORE!
Nothing more cringe than the beginning stages of a romantic relationship! The communicating, the doting, the sharing feelings? Embarrassing! Everything feeling so sweet & cute & wonderful? Mortifying!!
if we have to go back into lockdown im not doing the whole quarantine boyfriend thing i’m just gonna get married like i’m cashing in all my “if we’re not married by 40” tokens NOW