I’ve Never Wanted To Disappear More In My Life
Once I was at my (now ex) boyfriend’s house, and his mom was showing me old photos. Then she said, “Oh, I want to show you something upstairs!” Thinking she meant more photos, I followed her. Oh god, was I wrong. She took me through her bedroom to a small side bathroom where she kept her – wait for it – karaoke machine. She turned that baby on and started singing, “These boots are made for walking” at me. All I could do was stand there and pretend to be enjoying it. My boyfriend was no help whatsoever, and it lasted for three songs. I haven’t wanted to disappear more in my life.