baking when u live alone is like ok i had my fun now what do i do with 28 cookies
thinking about the time i ran into my brother serendipitously on the streets of manhattan and he said hi and kept walking like we were in a hallway in our house
should i airdrop this to the person in the voting booth next to me
sneaking therapy tips into conversation with my mom like how u give a dog a pill wrapped in cream cheese