once again i am amazed by your superpowers.
not only did you manage to get the ink stain out of my jeans (it was a tough one, i know), but you always manage to make my laundry (and with that, my appartment) smell most admirably. you never complain, no matter how bad it gets.
i have to admit i’m a bit jealous… i wish everything i touched would instantly start smelling this good, but i guess not everyone can have what you have.
you’re a winner.
thank you for not letting me down. i feel uplifted and refreshed by your presence.
the one who spills