Pick up after him
Pick up your feet
Pick up on public transit, dating apps are obsolete
Speed up your go-to story
Spit up the food you ate
Give up to predatory practices they calculate
Read the room
And that includes if there's no room for you
Excuse the joke, excuse the smell, and then you can excuse yourself
Reuse the only piece you think went well
Well at least you got your steps in
Portioned sexy texts and the dressing
Now when you undress you'll impress him
God I'm so hungry I could die
But the more he can crush me the more I'll think I did it right
Follow me on Instagram
Follow me home
I'm scared of his friends but I'm more scared to be alone
He does the foley art but only for the quiet part
I push the laundry cart over and over again