it is an odd reason to relish meeting new people, but i love the moment where i'm shaking hands and i open my mouth to say my name. because one day, i think i will know the correct word. i've been looking for it for so long. i love the jokes about porterhouse etc. but it also makes me deeply sad in a way nobody understands. but it also might be the thing i am most optimistic about. because i know that it will come to me. this will come true.
my etsy shop
- here's some stuff i made
other things i do
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Recent Posts
- caffè pagati
- from Jane McGonigal's Reality Is Broken: Why Games Make Us Better and How They Can Change the World
- frozen peach cocktail
- pomegranate-mint cocktail
- quite a week
- february is better than january
- every time i think, next time, i will get it right
- why i'm a jerk
- bioluminescence
- "you seem really happy."
