I am 35 and not married and I don’t have kids and I’m not a publisher and I don’t own a big house or a car and I’m not where I always thought I would be at 35.
Am I really supposed to speak like a character from a George Lopez sitcom? Saying “papi” and “vamonos” every five minutes, even if it doesn’t apply to the conversation?
10. You constantly entertain wild, all too memorable threesomes. (Couch + Blanket + Alcohol.)
There are people in this world who will hurt you just because they can.
But I’m kind of over thinking about lying. I’m kind of over feeling glimmers of shame for being super chill.