Thursday, February 23, 2017
(don't) burn bridges
Where is the hummus?
He spreads red sauce over the crust.
I wrote a haiku while I was in the bathtub. Now I forget it. It ended with the word "red".
He washes the kale.
I listen to a podcast about procreating agreements.
I have been thinking a lot that I am only just beginning to understand what it means to be friends.
He pats mozzarella onto the top.
I spent a lot of money on having the option to run away.
My god, that's why I thought of it.
Wilson scrambles onto the couch in a burst of speed.
That bag of bananas is still so very, very green.
Those look good.
They've got kale on 'em.
I knew she was done and the radio silence confirms it.
Picture a whale with knuckles.