Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts

that plant is plastic.

by charlotte guest.

My parents think I'm a moron.

I know this because I'm staring at a note that says close the fridge door, which is next to another note that says feed the dog.

I open the fridge door, get some juice, and sit at the kitchen table that has an A4 piece of paper sellotaped to it. It's titled Daily Jobs.