Julie: Mean is the new sad. It’s not just ‘Weep Weep. I’m fat around your couch. Smokkkeeee pottttt. Fart.’
Julie: It’s like, “Hi! I’m calling you! Because I’m crazy!”
Julie: “Let’s go out! I can’t take care of this dog but I’m going to try! I can’t love you! I’m interesting, right?”
Natasha: I’M SHAKING.” —
gender rolls 2010
Luv u dems
This seems to be an every-night kind of affair.