This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Yesterday I bought lemon-scented wipes because I like them and I thought they would be good to have at home. My roommate didn’t mind paying half of it, but my story is not true. I simply grabbed the first thing I saw after circling the same aisle for the 37th time and not finding what I wanted. I bought it out of embarrassment. But, in my story, I’m innocent. My mom says that “when one tells a story, one tells…