You wake up in the middle of the night, parched. You walk to get water towards your staircase where you hear the sounds of a jazzy beat and beautiful vocals. Then, you see your mom dancing in a body con gold dress and her nips keep slipping out. I would do anything to be her son.
When you have all your gc’s muted and you go to bed before 9pm so you almost cash app your friend $200 the next morning but then double check and realize her Instagram has been hacked.
Went on a date and kept asking him his thoughts on Michael Jackson because Off The Wall was playing during a lull in the conversation. And he wouldn’t answer so I showed him my new shoes by putting them on the table. And then I said I had thin feet. Why won’t he text back?