My therapist told me to write letters to the people you hate and then burn them.
I did that, but now I don't know what to do with the letters.
原田
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Dating in your 30s is like looking for a parking spot...
The good ones are all taken. The rest are either handicapped or too far away.
Did you hear about the man who jumped off a bridge in France? He was in Seine.
What do girls and noodles have in common? They both wiggle when you eat them.
What did the elephant say to the naked man?
"How do you breathe through that tiny thing?"
I hope Death is a woman.
That way, it will never come for me.
