I feel my frontal lobe developing. I left a date when this mf told me he had a clothing brand. Where’s my round of applause

Bring back men who yearn

Grandpa froze his pants today. Had to share this with the world.

I’m all “clothing doesn’t have a gender” until I see a man in a Peacoat. Like take that off those are for girls

I just left work where my future husband (doesn’t know my middle name) told me I smell like jelly beans. Chat is this a win?

Down so bad I’m back on the Peter Parker fan fiction