A series of unfortunate events - an autobiography.
Saturdays are for writing bangers and getting 3 likes, but one is taken back because they hit the button by mistake
I only trust female meteorologists because I feel like the men probably add a couple inches to the rainfall predictions.
Sorry I seem like a diva. I’ve let my inner child take over all aspects of life.
Life after 40 is constantly muttering ‘too old for this shit.’
The weird time in Ohio where it’s way too cold in the morning for short sleeves and way too hot in the afternoon for long sleeves. and thus layering was invented
When they implement background music for each profile page it'll be over for you heathens. *Truly Madly Deeply on repeat*
Some things aren't meant to be and not every puzzle needs to be solved. You know what I don't even care where Waldo is anymore