when i was a kid, i asked my dad where babies came from and he said something like “ur mom had a stomach ache and she went to the bathroom n then came out with you” and i feel like thats his way of calling me a piece of shit
why doesn’t anywhere sell normal clothes for women? like i want a plain black fuckin sweater not a mohair cross stitch embroidered cropped asymmetrical slouch longline short sleeved drop hem thing with a hole in the back
We don’t usually associate looking at shoes with feeling ravenously hungry, but that changed as soon as we set eyes on these mouthwatering cake and ice cream heels handmade by the Shoe Bakery. They may not be edible, but they are completely wearable.