Can anyone even remember a time I wasn’t talking about running?!
But am I an elephant now? Well I don’t think so.
I’m not talking shitting rainbows and spreading gold dust optimism
Just hoping the person I’m talking to continues the conversation so I can talk about running even more.
Here’s to marking the start to a freegin’ great, new era.
Just another cliche year in review, with a bit of news.
Say door one more time
You’re welcome for a granny pants party anytime.
Another Tinder bio that says, “How many sausages can you fit in your mouth at once?”
I practically ran to the Gelateria.