Facebook and instagram memories are insanely humbling. Up to five years ago, I want to cry for how desperate for attention I was. It's like looking down a long hallway and wondering who the hell was that person. Don't know her but want to shake her a bit. Violently.
“We need all your money to fight a war.”
“ what’s the war about?”
“Long story short it’s an ancient family feud within an anti pork cult in the middle of nowhere.”
“Say no more. I speak on behalf of everyone when I say this. We are IN.”
The second someone tries to press me for something I probably would have done that I have zero obligation to do, I now have a million other things that suddenly became more important
Why must a guy ruin a vibe by trying to talk about their feelings. It’s clear im not emotionally available, you practically blew an air horn around a deer
The mystery of when a mom posts pics of their kids with images covering their faces….. do you want attention from the fact you are trying not to get attention? Or what is happening there?
My lowest moment was when I told a friend I was talking to this really great guy but he had gone to jail and it changed his whole life, like this inspirational story
And she said “Katy, I don’t give a shit this guy went to jail”
Saved by an Angel
For all Canadians embracing being the 51st state I do not think you have thought this through
Just for one second think what it would be like to switch to the imperial system. For the love of god, just picture it.