i saw an old man at meijer bulk grabbing hostess cupcakes and putting them in his cart. He then returned back to his wife who yelled at him that they don’t need that many cupcakes, his argument was “if were dying tomorrow, I’m having cupcakes.” I’ve never related to anyone more.
THE BURGUNDY ON MY T-SHIRT WHEN YOU SPLASHED YOUR WINE INTO ME AND HOW THE BLOOD RUSHED INTO MY CHEEKS SO SCARLET IT WAS THE MARK THEY SAW ON MY COLLARBONE THE RUST THAT GREW BETWEEN TELEPHONES THE LIPS I USED TO CALL HOME SO SCARLET IT WAS MAROON
the white toaster I own from all three of my sisters college days and probably passed down from someone else finally pooted out, I just ordered a new toaster and lemme tell ya a bitch is excited. counting down the days. Tracking the purchase. Is this adulthood?
people that set up a whole ass station with different equipment from different areas of the gym AND DONT PUT IT BACK WHEN THEY ARE DONE.
PISS me tf off. Idk why I take it so personally but it’s just not hard…