My brother brought all this to my house today. He likes buying me food he thinks I’ll like at unusual grocery stores.
“I’m sorry I keep bringing you terrible food -”
“No? This is really nice and great?”
“I mean like probably terrible for you. But like -”
“I mean, eh-”
*gestures at my lower back* “Like, with shit what it is, you know… BUT WE EAT OUR PROBLEMS AWAY, DAMMIT.”
“YES WE FUCKING DO.”
He is the best




