my biggest pet peeve is when I call a boy pretty and about six people have their necks swivel all the way around on their shoulders exorcist style just to tell me that boys aren’t pretty they’re handsome
Shoes like these wind up at Goodwill because the person was honest with themselves: They simply couldn’t handle the power of flamingo-toed shoes. Whoever you are, thank you for your honesty. Someone WILL come along, and it will be like pulling the sword from the stone.
