you won’t go on this fucking hike with me this one time you fucking fuck
you don’t “get” cold cheese
you speed when you drive, and not in the way where I trust you and can just put the window down and vibe, but in the way where the car feels like it should ricochet off of a guard rail every time we go around a turn and I feel like I have to pay full attention just so I can bear witness to what’s sure to be a fatal accident so I can recount everything to the police and an insurance representative
