me to dad: “how did you meet my mother?”
dad: “i don’t know, i forgot”
me: “you forgot how you met the love of your life, the mother of your children, the woman whose face you’ve woken up to everyday for the last 30 years?”
him: “yeah, i forgot”
marriage is v romantic.
until i was like 12, i thought the lyrics to auld lang syne were “should all the clintons be forgot,” & so accordingly, every year of my childhood i’d ring in the new year in confusion & serious thought because why were we singing about forgetting bill clinton?
bored at work but scared to internet bc spoilers.
i’m pretty sure i’m one of those people who managed to go through high school without anyone ever having a crush on me. also, adulthood. and childhood. so basically, my entire life.
my brother said something about me today which made me reply “that was over 20 years ago!” which blew my mind that i could utter such a phrase in reference to myself. being 23 is fucking strange.
the only things i’ve left the house for this past week have been work, school, & groceries. & not even like “oh im so busy i can’t go out.” nope. i’m just sitting here staring at an empty pack of flavor blasted goldfish.
for a second i forgot why i was waiting for someone to ring my doorbell & my natural instinct was “pizza delivery” & so i got all excited.
& then a second later i realized i never even ordered pizza & i’m actually waiting for my ex to drop shit off… which is why i forgot in the first place.
every time i follow someone & then come to realize they’re like 14 i begin to question my existence & sanity.