Her songs are stinkier than my yesterday’s story.
Her songs are stinkier than my yesterday’s story.
Hearing Taylor releasing a new album and I’m already worried about my next trip to the mall.
I can leak juicy stories in person though.
Well, I can totally write a story that stinks less. But that would require my special knowledge from private conversations. And to be published, I’m only allowed to use materials from public domains.
I drafted a fictitious story and it stinks. So I’m going to sleep now. See you again tomorrow.
It’s already late and I haven’t collected my jokes.
I found a avocado coconut cream milk place near my house.
All right. Tonight, I will explain how someone can be both self-critical (blaming themselves for a decision) and yet lack accountability at the same time. Because it sounded contradictory yesterday.
Good night Marten. See you again tomorrow.
I walked a lot today. My legs are in pain. But my feet are in perfect condition.