Date: January 10, 2020
I was in a serious relationship once. We never even smiled.
Life is meaningless, but some of the food is decent
Mall Santa: what do you want for Christmas? Me: drugs. Mall Santa *whispers* meet me in the food court in 20 minutes.
Don't expect a "bless you" after you sprayed me down with your sneeze.
Does a cow give milk? No, they have to take it from her.
My therapist told me to write letters to the people I hate and burn them. Did that, but now I don't know what to do with the letters.