So I’m @ the bank waiting in line & the guy in front of me is spitting game to the teller, she’s laughing & he’s attractive so I can tell she’s digging it, he asks her if he can take her out and she says “with what? The whole $11.96 you got in your account?” SON, my chest 😭
my sober brain: I'm independent, I don't need a man, I'm living my best life, being single? amazing. Iconic.
my drunk brain: *choking back tears* I just want to hold somebody's FUCKING hand
having curly hair is like playing a really scary guessing game where you dont know what it's going to do until it does it and the only way to fix it is to take another shower