Dating A Man Who Doesn’t Have His Sh*t Together
The inside of his car is a nightmare
Fast food wrappers everywhere. Something sticky on the seat. A bunch of pillows and clothes in the back. Empty beer cans in the trunk. The back window doesn’t roll up anymore but he hasn’t done anything about that. You watch it all happen when you ride around with him—you see him ball up that foil his burger came in and just shove it in his glove compartment.