Me leaving work Friday afternoon.
Me getting back to work Monday morning.
when you find out your friend shares your kinks
When you catch your boyfriend finally losing his selfie control.
The second book in the trilogy of my life. Sequel to, “Maybe I’ll Try Someday”. Prequel to, “And I didn’t”.
Most of the good looking guys I come into contact with.
my boyfriend and I have a relationship built on trolling each other just often enough that neither of us loses our essential survival skills: sarcasm, wit, and stubborness.
more reasons im the worst being on earth
This is me, also with the feet. Icy touch of the lich.
Good coffee, bad customer. I’m sorry, world
This is what the bread isle looks like when anyone whispers the word “snow” around here