Every once in awhile I come across the kind of apartment
in which I could afford to live IF I could share the rent with a kind, sensitive, tidy boyfriend who knows how to cook and clean and fix stuff. This boyfriend would also not be allowed to have an extensive collection of movie posters or sports memorabilia that would interfere with my decor. This is assuming that in this fantasy world I have money for "decor", as opposed to my current decor of Ikea, stuff I found on the curb and piles of crap.
Here's the first installment of Dream Boyfriend Apartment:
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