Angel of death in my ass
Angel of death in my ass
Probably Iceland. No one bothers them and they don’t bother anyone. Doesn’t get hot, fjords and geysers to look at, puffins, bubble hotels, cool metal scene.
Same. If I could skip the initial dating thing and just have an instant SO that I hang out with and enjoy, I’d be pretty happy. But I’m not good at meeting new people. Plus, after enough failed dates, it gets difficult to justify dumping more time into it. It’s so mentally taxing to find someone, get to know them, meet them (and deal with the amount of anxiety that goes into that whole ordeal), it probably doesn’t work out, repeat and try again. So I just hang out with my cat instead.
Duh-tah
Just kidding. I say day-ta. Although dah-ta slips out every so often.