|Me:||My mom called to wish me a happy birthday.|
|Boyfriend:||It's not your birthday.|
|Me:||She did not seem to care.|
You’re looking a little… middle aged.
I love you, internets.
Taco is to non-taco food what Beyonce is to non-Beyonce people
A couple weeks ago we discovered my very mild Kryptonite: Eating tacos.
Charlotte’s regeneration basically involves wearing a cape.
I just want Lottie to be happy, you know?
The problem with my last relationship was that she was still married.