May he rest in peace. <3

In no particular order!

This one’s probably just for my girlies.

And I’m like, hey, that’s a nice idea.

Persimmons and such?

Ayyyyy. Let’s flush that liver, BABY.

Excel terrifies me, but I’m a team player.

Turns out my period was MEDICALLY NECESSARY.

What sweet joy!

*NARP: (n) Non-Athletic Regular Person, big fuckin’ dork, person who may skew creepy

I asked her about Ted Lasso (she hates), and she asked me about Selling Sunset (she loves).

It simply ain’t right.

But now we live in the land of Meta

Twenty-eight-year-old me could legitimately never.

***just sitting there, thinking about my aging eggs***

Is anger even a choice? Is panic?

I’m laughing now because I sound so hopeless and uninspired, but that’s not the case.

: - )

Like, how DARE you tell me I already have four fillings, and I remember none of them?

Bras are so oppressive.