It's amazing how much better September is than its evil calendar twin March. Instead of a winter that just won't go away you have a wonderful, toned down encore of summer
if i met someone outside a club in paris prepared to kill a man over a backpack and she explained how she just ran away bc her wedding was called off bc she was still in love with the brother while sipping on an aperol spritz i would’ve also wanted to keep her around
to do list:
bite the hand that feeds me
put all my eggs in one basket
kill two birds with one stone
let the cat out of the bag
think inside the box
burn bridges
walk on thin ice
play with fire