With our busy schedules, perpetual bags under our eyes, and that hard-to-completely-remove less-than-pleasant body odor, it’s a surprise we aren’t all doomed to stay single forever.
If you can’t engage in a normal conversation with a girl you like, you will be single forever.
Put a pot of salted water on the stove, bring to a boil over high heat while attempting to forget her final remarks negatively comparing your physique both to a pile of wet socks and, oddly, a question mark.
As I’m sure you know, even one of these ideal relationships that appears — even on close inspection — to be heading towards a lifetime of wedded bliss, can be derailed like a train
I need to take a short break at 10 p.m. and text my mom.
My world irrevocably changed on March 8th, 2000 when my sister, Lynn, fell to her death while hiking in California.
Have fun reading books!
“I was running out of material for my therapist anyway.”