Left my number for a waitress over the weekend. I either wrote it wrong or she doesn’t have a phone, because there’s no reason she wouldn’t have hit me up. I was incredibly charming
The “pretending to DJ on the charcuterie board” bit always brings the house down. And that’s just one of many in my bag. I suggest you get around me this summer
Accidentally deleted an app on my phone. Messed up my muscle memory of apps. I still don’t know which one is gone. It’s driving me absolutely fucking crazy