My ex did this once except it was 365 notes in the jar and I had to send pictures of the one I opened every day. It was like being in a Chinese labour camp.
10:30pm on friday night absolutely posted in bed with a candle lit I rly truly envy 14th century bitches who died long before they reached 23 I am so tired
I just spent the last 40 min on FT with my mom apartment shopping, looking up “Odd-Lots”. Wtf is Odd-Lots? Well, after 40 mins of searching Odd-Lots... my mom goes “Wait I mean big lots.”