though you may not think it, I am quite literally certifiable. well my other half certainly thinks so.
I think of things then write them down. like the fact my watch (Guess? brand) keeps hitting the edge of my lap top in a monotonous manner as I type these very words.
have invited the bf over to dinner and I am awaiting his reply for what he actually would like to eat. this is an attempt to ingratiate him with my family to whom he is the total antithesis.
he thinks I criticise him. he’s right, I do