damnit I just realized that when I was on my little hudson valley trip I forgot to fall in love with a handsome pumpkin patch farmer, experience the real spirit of autumn and leave my big city job, and help him save the town’s harvest festival
whose **** do I have to **** to get nespresso delivery drivers to actually pick up the bag of used pods for recycling when delivering my order bc it has NEVER once happened despite it being a service offered in philadelphia
I got my first tattoo 10 years ago and they did NOT use saniderm and healing was an itchy, scabby nightmare. I am on my third full day with the saniderm on for this new one and it’s like… nearly healed?? witchcraft honestly