I’ve been really into reading the last few months. Partially I think because it’s an escape. Partially I think it’s an exercise in getting attached and coming to an end. It’s an exercise in letting go
food is such a beautiful love language. cooking for someone, learning how to make something for someone. having the cuisine of a place where someone u love is from. at the end of the day it’s me tequeños cachapas arepas empanadas pan de queso mandocas vs the world. we’ll be ok<3
I’m so annoyed that I didn’t get engaged in my 20s. I would have been so hot. Picture me a 20 something fiancée with a ring on my finger godddddd that would have been good
The airport at Christmas time is fascinating. I’m in a wool coat eating pizza on the floor. There are people in shorts. There’s a kid dressed as Santa Claus. Dogs. I want a Bloody Mary so bad