people in high school used to call me “succulent tendril” due to my habit of sprouting rather succulent tendrils from my body that classmates could pick and consume, to their endless delight
so for a few months I’ve been seeing this dude with a HILARIOUS pickup truck that has a decal on the tailgate that makes it look like bigfoot is lying down in the bed seductively, using a raccoon to cover up his unmentionables, but it’s ALWAYS at night I see him so i can’t get a photo of it when I’m stopped behind him at a red light bc my headlights make a glare.
and I was telling Brie and my mom about this yesterday and as the universe so conspired, Brie went to the dentist today and discovered that we share the same one.
Full offense to europeans but the vomit chemical in hersheys milk chocolate is what makes it taste good. Cadbury & other fancy milk chocolate tastes like baby milk
i’ve barely ever drank almond milk but the term soothes me a lot. i think i like the way the words feel better than i like the actual drink. also i know moon milk does not exist, but it sounds equally good. also blender bottle. glacier. groundswell. ashplant. cylinder. and the phrase swisher sweet is pure poetry. i’m not synesthetic and sort of disappointed at this, but there are many words i’d like to eat or else hold in my mouth like marbles.
