Everything that could go wrong these last two months has found its way to.
I just want everything to be okay
- Me: asks a question
- Me: oh okay
First base: being in the same room
Second base: breathing the same air
Third base: eye contact
The truth will surface like it always finds a way to and it’s not gonna be pretty..
- walks into chair
- me: sorry
One of those what have I done kind of days. I am not myself lately.
noises that my laptop makes for no apparent reason
Try my car.