I love when my cat crushes his forehead into mine like my sk... - Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE
"I love when my cat crushes his forehead into mine like my skull is an empty beer can. But it’s not—there’s still a sip left."
"I love when my cat crushes his forehead into mine like my skull is an empty beer can. But it’s not—there’s still a sip left."
"I grew a garden in her heart. There was plenty of space for flowers, because her heart was completely empty of love."
"He was an introverted kid, so I didn’t send him to his room as punishment. No, I took him to a party."
"Drinking coffee is like drinking an inverse yawn. I prefer mine with two spoonfuls of “I’m listening."
"I was so depressed I thought about committing TV. I mean suicide. In the end I decided to binge on @Netflix and it really made me feel better."
"Once a Ponce a time she made me feel like a conquistador. Now her memory is just a breeze seen in swaying Spanish moss."