Chocolate; it's to die for ;D

But noooo, I just had to have kids. I just needed to be a mommy.

Just my luck.

Please god I'm so lonely

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Like just never having birch betwwen your teeth from breakfast.

Never dropping ketchup or mayonaise.

Always saying good morningwhen it is morning. Always arriving at time that fits the mix of regional, cultural and host-guest-inter-personal cutyme.

To always wear just the right clothes that fit, is breathable but won't make me look like jabba-the-fashion-slug during yoga classes.

To always know when my imposter-syndrome is justified and when it really just is other people as a group. Like for instance: at this 1 year old brand new high tech library there were some cozy silent couches in the corner of the building. I used to always go there. This day i had bought lunch outside and wanted to go there. But SOMEONE had put up kids playtoy stuff there and 5 individual parents were sitting there supervising their playing kids. I proceeded to walk over there. Sit in the couch and eat. As a6'3" tall 26 old guy alone. Gradually but swiftly all the parents and kids left within like 1-5 minutes. I like to think that they got inspired and hungry. But its also likely they took preccautions for me as a potential pervert. If that truly was their belief then they in my eyes were wrong as a group. Over half that floor was filled with kid playground stuff. And this was one corner with great view. If I had perfect social skills then I would never have to post about this online for a second opinion.