Every goddamn time the Consumer Value Store wit these brown paper bags pushes me out on the street aggressively radiating Wes Anderson movie main character energy you’d think I had mad baguettes on me but alas, lube and butterscotch krimpets
my 5 month old was wailing yesterday because she was sleepy so i told her 'your problem is you haven’t experienced any hardship, so to you mild discomfort is trauma' she stopped crying, looked at me & said 'life is hardship, yet i cling to it, it is the only thing that is real'