puckthepolice
Puck the police
puckthepolice

I made homemade shepherd’s pie. From scratch. I creamed the corn with heady cream and bacon fat, pureeing some of the corn and putting it back in for even creamier corn loveliness. Sweet onions and the expensive despair-free hamburger. Mashed my own badadas, with heavy cream (obviously), salt, butter, salt, and

THIS

I broke up with my oldest friend. We were roommates, travel partners, we went to undergrad and graduate school together. We went cross country after we college. She was my maid of honor and I was hers. After years of living in different areas of the country she finally moved to where I (and her family) live. We talked

Half the girls I graduated high school with married their high school boyfriends and are still married. Not that this happened to me. I had a just-fine high school boyfriend, we broke up freshman year of college, tried a re-run after college and yeah, no. The thing with re-runs is (both on tv and dating) that while

Being transgender is an “illness”? Like it’s covered by insurance?

she means baby prostitute like baby muppets.

I, also, am a chubby chaser, and proud of it.

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