There were four sets of breathing, including mine. Counted again, and again, four sets, mine, my two friends, and some… thing? someone? else. This repeated every night for the four nights we stayed there, and in my culture, we don’t mention the supernatural in case they notice we notice them, so I suffered those nights alone.
I have no idea why some women think it’s cute to have Snapchat filters on their online dating profiles. I’m trying to see your presentable yet natural look, not you looking like an animal!
A friend told me that vaginas can rip when women give birth and that blew my mind. Why do women deal with us?
She wears my clothes. I love it. No idea why. I guess it makes me feel protective or something.
I woke up with a handprint on my chest and back after a night of good sleep, and I have no idea how it got there. I was home alone for the night, and the handprints were bigger than mine.
When even the things that suck–illness, car problems, putting together IKEA furniture–become bearable with them around.
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