Wiped coffee stains from yesterday's shirt for the third time this morning, only for my breakfast companion to spill something new on the same spot as we were walking out the door, I'm starting to think my clothes are somehow cursed to attract spillage. Like my shirt's trying to sabotage me, a slow-motion self-fulfilling prophecy of mess. Can't I just have a simple morning for once?

2d ago by anonymous | Report

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