when they mess up your order but end up giving you extra food for free
i want to listen to that one song for the first time again. you know the one. the one where you not only hear the beat and the music and the words, but you hear the true meaning of the whole song and this big feeling of relief flows through you because you think “finally someone gets it.”
"can i have some of your fries?"
there is a huge difference between genuinely liking someone and liking the attention they give you and it took me a long time to realise that
youre not friends if you havent pooped at each others houses
but what if the friend is across the country or in another country?
i made this post over a year ago, and now, in hindsight, i would like to STRONGLY advise against mailing poop to your friend.
Signal boosting in case anyone needed to know this.
there are literally billions and billions of things to do on the internet and im still bored