I’m still referring to my need to steal everything that is not both nailed down and on fire.
…nailed down or on fire is fine.
Mentally ill woman in my late 30s.
I’m here to help!
(Formerly of lemmy.world and of kbin.social before that.)
I’m still referring to my need to steal everything that is not both nailed down and on fire.
…nailed down or on fire is fine.
I am like 2 seconds away from writing up a big “how to do a tea party” post. I’m one small push (and one friendly location) away from it.
It’s way better to have a tea party. And you can have them by yourself.
I had one this morning with myself and some perfectly brewed tea and some English muffins and my very most favorite earthenware mug.
There’s a whole thing about little girls having tea parties with their stuffed animals. You don’t need other people or even stuffed animals!
I’m allergic to corn, so I don’t know if this is true, but if I pooped a food that was still whole I’d consider not eating it again.
I really want to do the Mediterranean diet but my foot is currently in a cast and I get my groceries done once a week and veggies around here straight up do not last… so I’m struggling.
I would unironically enjoy reading this. And satirical buying merchandise and putting a Je-Who fish on my car.
Having two people’s heads that close while trying to lick the same thing is entirely about fantasy and not at all about comfort.
It’s so crazy how it looks like they want to double-team you but they are legitimately just good friends and it isn’t a weird homophobic thing.