According to my sister, my mom used to go through all the photos I uploaded from school and ranted about how every single one of those boys must have been my boyfriend.
90% of the time that boy was gay.
According to my sister, my mom used to go through all the photos I uploaded from school and ranted about how every single one of those boys must have been my boyfriend.
90% of the time that boy was gay.
There’s an Israeli chain of coffee stores called Aroma and whenever I go into one “Home” by Edward Sharpe is playing in the background and you know I just haven’t figured this one out yet.
Does your back ever make a soft cracking noise kind of like your spine is settling into place in your body?
Because this happens to me all the time and it’s damn scary.