"Probably because you didn't take it. It's here on the counter," L'Ailee told me.
Oh, Gawds, if I didn't hurt so bad, I'd feel stupid.
The city seemed particularly loud and obnoxious this afternoon.
I have had warm hands on my neck, back, and back of my head trying to loosen up all the knots, but y'all mustn't be jealous. It ain't love motivating her; it's being sick unto death of my whining and wanting me to cook some food.