Last night my husband handed me money and said, “Buy books.”
That man is sex on a stick.
Last night my husband handed me money and said, “Buy books.”
That man is sex on a stick.
Awake, snuggling, wrecking havoc or napping, he simply pulsates cute out into the world.
Dear Beautiful and Clever Cupcakesandmachetes,
Oh where did you go my dear love? Your silence is bringing me such woe! How could you leave me high and dry like this? I’ve loved you ever since the first day I read your blog about raining menstrual blood. Need I say more?!
I crave your insightful posts as I crave fatty fatty cake!
Love always,
Your biggest fan ever.
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There are a million ways to make yourself feel like your opinions matter. This here is the best example ever. Write your own fanmail. No trolls.
But seriously, I should be receiving messages like this on a daily basis due to my incredible amounts of awesome.