"Like, can you imagine if you had a child and they didn't ironically appreciate fanny packs? And then you're stuck with them for years and years, and have to pay for their shit, all the while you're thinking, damn, I am bored as fuck listening to you talk about school."
I am sitting on a google-themed beanbag in the charlotte airport. My boyfriend is across the Atlantic as usual and I have the same ringtone as the shoe shine dude. Life is absurd.