Gmorning.
Here you are.
Here’s your life.
Here we are.
Here with you.
Here we gooooooooooooo
[Here is where I push you and your sled down a terrifying Calvin & Hobbes hill and you go flying but land in the softest snow and it’s so dope aight let’s go]
how to test if your once broken foot is fully healed: give yourself 28 seconds to to sprint from the 2/3 subway platform through Penn to your NJ transit train that is about to pull out of the station..I had success my friends..WE BACK.
Who knew adulting meant being so busy that you quite literally do not have time to eat in a day...special thanks to the cliff bar that was my breakfast, lunch and dinner on this fine day of adulthood
Today i did the UNTHINKABLE and willingly got into a man’s car (a man whom i have never met before but assumed he was a broker even after none of his heys woked at the 1st apartment) and drove 25 blocks with him literally WHO does that
Thought I’d be sitting alone on the train today so i said why not give a little tasteful sideboob..safe to say I am not sitting alone therefore the young gentleman next to me better not turn his head left for four hours.
*3:18 am*
Cab driver: “ you need to wear more comfortable shoes when you go out”
Me: “ Sir, I’m 4’10” i need to wear heels”
Cab driver: “you’re 4’10”?!..men won’t date short people like you, I’m so sorry”
@HeatherCahilll I relate to this too hard. Except my pictures went to the trash.. they aren’t worth taking up space in the archive, just too embarrassing 🤦🏻♀️