There really are three paths only and none are paved with gold.
2. Short Man
The daily selfie single-handedly destroyed everything. I’m so sick of the impossible physical beauty standards now expected of women (and quite possibly men). But the onset of Snapchat and the like makes it practically impossible to survive this neverending…
Literally, my phobia of swallowing big pills is over. Metaphorically, my fear of swallowing big pills is over.
Yup, that’s me. Why do we always have to be so “together” What if we want to go rogue? My therapist is helping me cope and deal with flooding and escalating my unregulated emotions.
Happy Friday!