Hormonstral flare-ups have got me one spiral short of internal peace. Yep, I’m still emotionally flammable.
Plus I have the most oddball thoughts come out of nowhere. I swear I’m not on anything (not even gin and olives)…and I’m not sure I can blame hormones.
But this one did a mic drop on my brain a few days ago:
“Groping a stranger: worth the frisk.”
Like I would ever!
But hey if you’re gonna get arrested, seriously, make it worth your while → remember to check their pockets for Junior Mints.
— Mrs. Raines
Midlife commentator. Snack philosopher. Occasional ghost hunter.
Creator of Midlife Snack (because emotions taste better with chips) and Hunting the Haunted (because snacks aren’t the only thing that linger).
Chronicling one glorious spiral into glam mayhem at mrsraines.com.
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