i cannot stop thinking about how my aunt's ex husband would always say "forget about it" when describing something good. like, "the pie she made, forget about it" or "the view from our hotel, forget about it"

i also cannot stop thinking about the time in Sevilla when Paco's roommate said she was being used as 'a pawn in the game of girlfriend-boyfriend'

i also cannot stop listening to the song my cousin recorded.