“Hey, the sky is pitch black tonight.”-You, counting your lucky stars.
I always wear black. That way I’m ready, at any given moment, for an impromptu night out or your funeral, whatever.
My eyes physically can’t roll any higher up into my skull to show you how annoying you are.
Anything u say can & will be used against u, in an argument, 10 months from now, because I’m a woman. And, we never forget. Anything. Ever.
I stopped fighting my inner demons; We’re totes BFFs now.