I used to think my parents were annoying. Then I got out of the house and now I’m doing my own thing. Over two thousand miles from home… And all I can think now is that all they were trying to do is instill me with all the qualities I needed to make it without them. My God… I wish my dad could still ask me to go to a late movie with him on the weekends or have a talk with my mom about absolutely random stuff at the kitchen table. They might not have been the perfect parents, but shit they were really trying. I wish I could go back and smack myself for being so ignorant towards them.
there’s no logical reason for shorts to be the same price as pants
Or for them to be more expensive
I know I would, because I have some of those myself.
I have 7 out of 8 of these things. To find someone to love me despite them would be heavenly. To find someone who didn’t put me down because of them would be just as nice.
.. Still a better death than Peter Parker.