Birthday cards are to be read three times only:
- Once you get it, pretending you read all of it.
- Once the party is over and you are ready to throw it into a drawer somewhere.
- Before throwing it to the bin.
More than that you are vanity deprived.
stuck on step 3 with the last christmas card my grandparents gave me
Ok, dudes, you need to stop being so real for once. I was meaning to be funny and now I’m tearing up.
Sorry for your loss, I wish I had something personal written to me by my grandparents. Cherish that card!
Im hoarding so many for that reason. Looking at the pile like this is gonna hurt like fuck in a decade or so
Maybe they’re homesick and it’s got a long note from their mom
Why do I have no unique experiences
Technically that’s the pov of the roommate of someone who cleaned their room too hard.
Is it really cleaning if you don’t end up taking a nostalgia trip at least once?
This is me after a night of drinking dayquil and NyQuil while surfing the web using a skamtebord instead of a computer.
“I must now apply every color contained in this fifteen-year-old eyeshadow palette onto my face.”
LAMP
