It’s Coke, not Pepsi. Ever.
Despite the pathetic light it may cast upon me to admit this, I genuinely miss my girlfriend when we’re apart even to work.
My mother loves some daughter she recalls as having curls. I have never had curls. I still choose to believe my mother loves me.
I've switched to a blade and shave cream after years of using an electric razor. Yes, my quality of life does seem to have improved.
I have mastered the art of the silent protest.
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