I can’t see my kitchen table again. Well I can see the table. I can’t see the surface of the table. I can’t explain it, but this time, this mess seems more enjoyable. 610 more words
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Nothing gets me off more than a fresh stamp in my passport. As I write this, I am about to hit my 30th country. Presently, I’m on a train from Stockholm, Sweden to Oslo, Norway, hungover as hell, pining for a cheeseburger, and trying to remember what the fuck happened on my Tinder date last night (1). 1,515 more words
Raising a kid is really expensive.
It’ll run you over 245 grand to raise a kid till they are 18 and that doesn’t include college tuition and all that stuff! 58 more words