For those of us who have worked service jobs, there have been MANY times where we just wanted to tell an annoying customer EXACTLY where to shove their bullshit. Now these guys are doing it for us!!
I devoured the movie with my girlfriends. We laughed, and sighed, and finished two bottles of pinot. But I watched us with newfound guilt. We wanted what we saw. We expected what we were told.
At times, it feels like I’ve lost who I am. Dating without an identity is a lot of things, but most of all it’s boring. I end up talking about food I like.
“I sent that to her, right? Shit.” Starts swiping his iPhone to the “Social” folder, furiously desperate to open SnapChat. “Ok, thank God.”
There is also no immaturity to deal with. You don’t have to deal with guys getting so butt hurt about you ending things that they block you from Snapchat, Instagram, Facebook, and every other possible social media outlet you had them on, then texting you every single day weeks later asking for a second chance.
Leave a candle in your bathroom just in case, and have some around to make sure that your place always smells like a place where you would want to be. There’s nothing worse than a stinky house.
Some people need to be #DONE with Urban Dictionary.
I almost swallowed my gum from laughing while putting this together.
It has been said that it’s either you’re attracted to each other and then become just friends, or you’re only friends at first and then become attracted to each other. The boy-girl romantic attraction phase has come and passed, people. And we’re not going back.
Sometimes, I’m a classy kid. But, most of the time, my frontal lobe is just itching to make one more stupid decision until one day I realize that I’ve thrown my life away in the most perfect way possible.