you don’t know how many of us dream of someday having solo responsibility to deal with the nuclear-resistant ants in our weeks-old trash.
i live alone too, but it took me a mad long time to realize that the smell was actually me.
this is like at work yesterday, when i overheard todd, the marketing director, bitching at his boyfriend that jean georges takes too long and he wasn’t dressed for it.
I think that perfectly explains why I got married. Also, thanks to you, I just spent about two hours reading through passive-aggressive notes.
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