peter was hanging out in my room last night. theres an indescribable sadness to this image even though we were laughing and its just a bowl of cereal on the floor. raisin bran i think.
oyster caviar and wine from my bday party this weekend. i forgot to photograph the tomato tart and desserts… regardless, i am eternally grateful for all my friends, of whom i could not imagine a life without.
made another very berry matcha tiramisu for the work party. it was a success at the last friends dinner party. deviated from the recipe a little this time. instead choosing to use culinary as opposed to ceremonial grade matcha. this is bc i dont care about my coworkers.
i think what isn’t real ("the imaginary") is often more real than reality itself and thats what makes it so terrorizing but yea u should still kll urslf