Stages of moving: 1. I should sort everything I own and donate what I don’t need, pack the winter clothes first… 2. Let’s just tetris whatever into this box. 3. I have no idea what I just packed, thereby I’ve stopped labeling my boxes. 4. Omg omg omg omg I’m never moving again in my life. 5. The streets look pretty comfy….
That really awkward time in your period where you’re not sure what the flow is like so you go to the bathroom with 3 tampons and 2 different pads not sure which one you’ll need. And you feel like an assassin strapping in all your period supplies and selecting which one stops the bleeding most effectively
A knight in rusty, dented, and muddied armour is a lot better than a knight in shining armour. The latter has seen no battles and feels more vain than pain, while the former perseveres against odds and continues to fight. So take note: When I say you’re my knight in shining armour, I’m insulting you.
You know how when you go to the doctor, they ask you “Are you sexually active”? And then immediately ask “What do you do”? I think they did that on purpose, because I’ve answered “vaginal, not anal” one too many times.
I remember one post before that asked “what’s with that thing where your crush has a crush on you? Like I don’t get how that happens”. Well the person in my life who is better than Tom Hiddleston just asked me out. I don’t know what to think, except say yes and tell you guys. Still shaking.
Advice? Work on your persona. Getting to know anyone is a journey, so you need to groom the path, make it easier for them to approach you and like you. And of course you need to be a genuinely kind person. Or if you’re a sociopathic serial murderer… make sure you guys are compatible.