had to share :’)
Stages of Candle Burning
1: this smells nice
2: still smells nice
3: this is all I can smell now
4: this is the only scent I have ever known
I used to wonder what it’d be like to read other people’s minds.
Then I got a Twitter account, and I’m over it.
Just received a thank-you card from someone I sent a thank-you card to. Oh, it’s on.
It’s 450 BC. Socrates is doing a keg stand at a philosopher frat party. Gets the nickname SoCRAYtes. Nobody takes him seriously ever again.
One time I smashed my face into a keyboard and accidentally wrote the fifth Twilight book.
Working hard at building up my self confidence! (that’s what I named my new Lego set)