me, having a nice iced coffee: what a lovely day 🙂
my brain, ready to claw its way out of my skull and beat me up in the backalley of a shady new york city mcdonalds: anything readily available is devalued which is why you think that making yourself scarce equates to being respected. you are a coward and you will die as such.
me, sipping my iced coffee, the hint of a tear in my eyes: oh the vanilla in this is so divine too,
every fall teenage girls are like.. “oh , im gonna enter a place of business and order a product which is offered by that place of business because i like the flavor of it” and honestly? how dare they. that’s so annoying. why can’t they buy the beverage that i, a smart man, would prefer to drink
