“Had one to get married at 30. I got married before that and I don’t think my friend took it well.”
“Losing friends. Also gaining a lot of weight I’m now having a hard time getting rid of. Eat healthy, kids.”
We jumped into the ocean and let the tides carry us in opposite directions, and neither of us dared to fight them. But I should have swam. I should have drowned trying.
“I wanted both things, and I was a selfish, immature shit. I’ve never regretted anything more than hurting my partner like that.”
Constantly asking what you think about their muscles/physique.
Add succulents and other cheap plants to make the room the room look more put-together.
“His apartment smelled like olives.”
I’m sorry if it ever seemed, for even a moment, like I didn’t love you with everything inside me.
“I’m not really over my ex and you’re definitely a rebound.”
We’re good friends, but he’s fun to flirt with. Something always changes a little whenever we both happen to be single. Is that a crush or just an inevitability?