Women in the 90s loved calling their girlfriends sweetie, as I was reminded while watching sex and the city. My mom used to call her girlfriends sweetie on the landline! I'm trying to integrate sweetie into my life, as should you
truly America’s pastime. I was reading in the park earlier and overheard a girl dishing about a breakup to her friend who was kinda implying she was in the wrong… and she was like “so did I lie? Yes. But I meant it at the time” and then explained to her friend how the NYT connections puzzles work. I only hope people are as thrilled when they listen in on my crazy ass. I love being nosy
really just stretching your whole body so intensely you’re using muscles you didn’t even know you had and squeaking like a little mouse. wiggling like a worm on the sidewalk after it rains when you poke it with your shoe, but a little slower. maybe more snake than worm. but to each their own
