So first off, there's someone reading this that probably isn't supposed to be but is anyway, so to that person and everyone else I actually like -
Also, there's someone reading this who has been stalking my pages on the DL in the hopes of catching something embarrassing or incriminating or, shit, I don't know, just because maybe I'm their own embarrassing guilty pleasure and they're obviously secretly in love with me. So to that person, an extra special word of welcome:
Haven't you heard? It's bird. The bird is the word.
I just love how that gif plays over and over in a loop, like there's a never-ending supply in there. It's the gift that keeps on giving.
Anywho, I'm taking a break from relationship advice to delve into the frightening, philosophical side of my psyche that asks things like, how much of my life am I wasting with sleep, do people ultimately want to do good, and, why the f*ck do people insist on continuing to use the infuriatingly obnoxious term "bae?"
