Dear economy, prepare yourself. I got the job. You know what that means. I make money, you make money, everyone makes money. Yea baby. C’mon! You like the way I stroke you. Don’t lie.
(Sigh)
I still sleep on the couch. I need to stop doing this but the bed is where I put my clean folded laundry. Oh sure I have a dresser but why bother with all that time consuming opening and closing of dresser drawers, when I can just fold my laundry on the bed and leave it there.
Yup. I need to not be single.
You can only hand job the economy for so long before you start feeling used.
Let’s fall madly in love and destroy everything good in our lives.
Who’s in?! ✋🏻
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