My name is Carie and I fucking love stuff.
If a person taller than you likes to rest their chin on the top of your head jump. This will knock their lower jaw into their upper jaw and hurt like hell. You’re welcome.
If my brain explodes promise me you will at least mop up the mess and kick my body to the side so no one trips. Thanks.
People who continue to talk and/or hang out with me after I say/do awkward and random things unnerve me.
Niece face stole my mug and is walking around pretending to drink from it.
Liking people gives me the worst kind of anxiety.