Why do people think it's ok to constantly tell me how tired I look?

Is there a scientific term for 'fear of email' yet?

I see a lot of junkies carrying Balthazar bags. Am I missing something?

The 2 second high I get when I open my letterbox and see a new Netflix is kind of embarrassing.

99 Luftballons.

Years of smoking weed in my teens has permanently fucked my short term memory.

Trouble in paradise.

Thank you internets.

Something very magical appeared today.

Ain't that the truth.

I understand.

Everyday feels like the 5th floor of a 6 floor walk-up. Sigh.

Some days are better than others.

Who's sad?