My auntie gave me the last of the seafood pasta to take with me back to Chicago, TSA didn’t make me throw away my gumbo, AND I have a seat to myself on the plane. I’m really God’s favorite
I get why everybody emotional on love island. 2 weeks in the hotel all by yourself, then you’re surrounded by the same 8 ppl, nobody eating real food fr and you gotta be bare butt naked by 7am. I’d cry too!!!!