And then I drew a face.

Except for her wonky eye I think she's beautiful.

The paper app has changed my life, no jokes.

You are never where you're going to be,
how you're going to be or who you're going to be.
(but)
You're always where you're supposed to be.

Lost and found.

I called this brother a lost puppy.
So today, he swaggered in, sat down, put his feet up on the table and raised his eyebrows at me.
He laughed out loud and, when I didn't hear, apologised for laughing.
"Sorry, hope I didn't scare you."
What?
He announced to the room that he wanted to invite me to a party.
He teased me about my workload, tried to flirt in front of a witness.
"Oh, don't you need some help?" "If I take your exam, will I pass?"
I don't know, I don't teach you.
He talked loudly into his phone. There were many business meetings.
He invited me to, "the after party starts at six... just cocktails, not dancing music."
Does he know who he's talking to?
"What kind of music do you listen to?"
Any kind, my good sir, any kind at all.
I called him a lost puppy, and so he's acting like a hungry dog.

I guess that's one way to do it.