anyone else ever catch themselves talking to their fridge like it's a therapist? just me standing there at midnight like 'so here's the thing, i think i might be emotionally stunted' and the fridge just hums back like yeah girl we know
anyone else ever catch themselves talking to their fridge like it's a therapist? just me standing there at midnight like 'so here's the thing, i think i might be emotionally stunted' and the fridge just hums back like yeah girl we know