I have a confession

My mom used to keep the orange-flavored children’s Tylenol wayyyyy up in the cabinet above the stove.

4 year old me would use the drawers as stairs and climb up there and open the childproof bottles and take tiny sips because it was fucking delicious. Tiny sips so I wouldn’t get caught or make myself ill. I wasn’t stupid.

I can still taste it in my mind.

I regret nothing.

Also lol totally never having kids hahaha no thank you! 

Published in: on 08/30/2016 at 3:33 AM  Comments (1)  

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  1. This, compared to my experience with malaria medication (haven’t tasted anything close to as terrible) perfectly illustrates how different life can be. I’m off to get some orange-flavored children’s Tylenol.


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