Your apartment had a very distinct smell that I remember almost crying over during our last day sitting around on that super shitty couch (remember how the back of the couch was broken?) and you were taking post-its off the wall and I felt like my head was blowing up like a balloon because of how hard I was keeping it all together.
It’s funny to read in my diaries how some of my worst moments happened in LA, but nostalgia makes me think it’s ok to go back. I said this to someone recently and they thought that “funny” was a weird way of describing it.
Dermatologists really love all Neutrogena products for any skin care concerns you may have, especially now that the world is ending.
I feel bad about a lot of things, but I do not feel bad about my neck.
It happens to everyone. You’re in the middle of reading something on your lunch break and your heart sinks. Is this another millennial think piece on ‘Girls’?!?????
Good place for a crisis: Bar bathrooms with dim lighting and plentiful hand soap.
Bad place for a crisis: Airplane bathrooms.
Jimmy claimed he lived in a loft because of the ceilings, but it was definitely a studio.
Cleanliness: Disaster. Didn’t own bed sheets.
House Rules: If you were dressed better than him (read: wearing a shirt and anything but flannel pajama pants), he’d make fun of you.
Would you stay there again?: You avoid his block altogether.
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I mean this in every sense of the phrase.
We’d wander around the aisles at 10pm and almost always forget to buy the things he said he needed to get in the first place.