The 3 thoughts that cycle through my head every time I see my face when the screen goes dark at the end of a Netflix episode
1. ¿Holy guacamole, is that my face? *faint gasp of disgust* Yo, the angle at which I watch shit on my phone is actually disgusting. And my hair is always in some sort of a weird top-bun that looks like a beehive that a bear got ahold of. I feel bad for my FBI agent […]