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Cupid really out here shooting arrows at the wrong people while I’m still dodging red flags.

Are we really in love or are we in love with the illusion of what we could be?

I’m like an enigma…wrapped in a riddle…shoved into a butthole

Todays skeets are brought to you by overprotective parents and a cruel, cruel world.

There’s no stronger force than your fingers interlaced with mine.

Have you tried just not being like that?

What a grim business getting through the day can be.

Be the reason he enters the witness protection program.

You’ve been catfished, Charlie Brown

I use "post" to describe items on most microblogging platforms, but "subskeet" is an obvious exception.

Friendly reminder that if you’re constantly posting but not liking, reposting, or interacting at all — try that shit at a comedy club this ain’t that

i built my glass house just a stone's throw from here

The biggest cock block ever in human history was the car industry’s transition from a bench seat to the goddamned middle console.

The National Association of Psychiatrists states that as of 10 am it is safe to listen to Air Supply again

Hell hath no fury like the woman you took seriously when she told you not to get her anything.

Project 2025 would be a nice name for feminine hygiene products.

Woke to find my bookmark had fallen out so don't talk to ME about YOUR wild Friday nights!

"I am a satellite," I whisper to myself, being cold and distant. "You are a constellation. I can barely make you out tonight." Space is a lonely place.

Tragedy is always best experienced with the friends you make along the way

I am going to create a GIF of just the spinning loading wheel, so that everyone watching it sits there and assumes eventually something will load. It will help them experience for a few moments how my life feels every day right now.

The voices under the floorboards grow louder. Thankfully, I have my earbuds in, so I can't hear their tortured warnings. The world is on fire, but my sunglasses block out the bright lights. This is my fight song.

Anesthesia would be a beautiful name for a baby girl.

I want to install a speaker system on my lighthouse so when it guides ships to shore it can start playing a siren song at the last minute.

big bird: ever since i hatched, society has ostrichized me.

I have so many qualms.

I saved you all a spot in the hand basket. Come on, it's time to go.

The worst part was the video of her roasting marshmallows over the firey pile of my stuff.

*slips into a coma* Much better

Me: How are you? Neighbor: Can’t complain. You? Me: I can and do.

My husband was all romantic and whispered “I sleep with one eye open because of you.”

Too much wrath… Not enough grapes.

Trouble in paradise sounds like a fun vacation.

Oh yeah? Well I call it the automated ATM teller machine.

*Looks in mirror* I hope everyone I meet today is visually impaired.

Trauma from grade school valentine cards pretty much explains why I post the shit I do.

Live, laugh, lowered expectations...

Live, Love, Light the batsignal

Your mom just added me to her starter pack!!!

Opening a restaurant named ‘Peace and Quiet’ where kids meals cost $80

If by relationship material, you mean anxiety and self-doubt woven tightly together with sarcasm, then yes, I'm relationship material.

Broke and desperate, just the way HR likes me.

Well my friends it's come to this: Mad Max it is.

Lately a day of smooth sailing is a pipe dream at best I’d like one where I don’t have to put out the fires or clean up a mess I’d just like to take a deep breath and then catch a rest

My wife found out her ring is cubic zirconia and now she’s questioning the Lulu-lime leggings I’ve been buying her