So this morning as I was thinking about random things, I realized that a lot of stories of my life have a common line in them somewhere. It is: And then all these girls hated me. No, really, this tends to happen a lot. Girls hate me a lot. And I never know why. Well, that's a lie... I always know why... but it's always ridiculous!
And when I shared this discovery with Breanna, she realized that a lot of her life stories end in a similar line: And then he turned out to be a psycho.
Yeah, we have nice lives.
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