God, Sex, & Rich People

There’s something about Sundays that will always be a little sacred to me. This Sunday morning included me waking up a little hungover and immediately checking my phone to make sure I had not texted anything regrettable. Luckily the worst damage I’d done was match with a cop from Staten Island who has a 5 year old daughter. Unmatch. Moving on. I proceeded to make myself a heaping cup of coffee, and chug water because I am responsible (except for last night when I didn’t chug