if i ever got married i would use the reception as an opportunity to just play every song i’ve ever liked. no theme, no vibe. just me being like “omg i love this one” for two hours
On Saturday, June 17, I was on a Lyft ride in Washington, D.C. that made me fear for my safety.
My driver missed numerous turns, prolonging my ride. In the midst of D.C. traffic, he almost hits a car and slams on his breaks, stopping about a foot from the car in front of him-
my mom calls me from the dr's office (which gives me major anxiety) to ask a very serious q:
"what's my phone #?" 🥴
(ngl I had to consult my contacts lmao this is so bad)