me to my significant other: you should watch this show
s/o: yeah maybe
me: let me rephrase that, if you value this relationship-
When people tell me, “Trust your gut! Follow your intuition!” Like, bitch, I have anxiety. My “gut” is usually telling me that everyone hates me and that I’m going to die. I can’t trust what that motherfucker tells me.
5:00: oh boy Chinese food
5:05: I ate way too much Chinese food
5:10: oh boy leftover Chinese food
my writing: please, please i’m begging just use normal punctuation for once in your terrible writing
me: haha time for another
comma
you come into my house, you disrespect my aesthetic