Yesterday my friend and I were walking out of Forever 21 and the wind blew my skirt up a little. I had shorts on underneath (for this very reason) but two guys in a parked car saw it happen and yelled at me to lift it more, I yelled back, “fuck you!” and they laughed. So I took my pocket knife out of my bag and said, “I will slash your fucking tires” and they did not laugh
‘hi i haven’t talked to you in five weeks but we’re still best friends’: a story about me and human interaction.
Me: Where should I apply my perfume?
Coco Chanel: A woman should wear perfume wherever she wants to be kissed