23? I'm 62 and I look up to her.
Can we have a round of applause for all of the awesome managers this week? There is nothing more satisfying than a manager that has your back when a customer is being an asshole.
The other day I witnessed a mother grabbing her (13 year old?) son by the front of his shirt and saying "don't you EVER do that again" for being snotty to the cashier at a coffee shop.
With any luck, she complains to Boyfriend #1 about Boyfriend #2 and complains to Boyfriend #2 about Boyfriend #1 and all the phone calls and emails her friends get are, "Hey, what's going on with you?"
I am worried about the diseased noses of all of the people in these pictures.
I think it is John.
IF THEY GET MARRIED (and she chooses to take his name) SHE'LL BE LILY EVANS.
It's the part of the rose you control with your feet.
I once witnessed a friend's child sob "YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE... AND MY DAY!"
This is a story of how one of the worst days of my life ended up reaffirming my faith in strangers and in the human race in general.
Awwwwwwwwwww. My family still does "It's PRECIOUS TO MEEEEEEE," because that's what I would sob at my mother when she'd throw away the garbage/scraps of rando paper from under my bed.
In 8th grade, I started sobbing in the middle of class because I had gotten an answer wrong in a Jeporady review game about the constitution.
slipping and gliding over smooth conversational rocks, I silently nod in assent over my agreement with your willowy commentary. leave rustle, a subtle whisper. what's that? a gif silently dancing for no one.
YASSS
I had a similar dress. My friend came up and shoved her two fingers down the dress, between my tits. I mean, in my décolletage. I delicately objected.
Better than his nemesis, Coriolanus Burt?