Any M-More, More, More
I believe in a lot of things.
I believe in a good book and momma made food and sometimes chupacabras when it's dark and i'm alone.
But some things i don't believe in, one of which is Lucky Charms.
Because it is a lie.
See, you get the damn cereal and you're like, yessss.
Even though the box is stupid and the leprechaun looks like he sells weed as a side job and these kids chasing him around are a little bit stoned and apparently have no parents,it's like holy shit,
marshmellows.
So you gleefully pick out the marshmellows and they're so sweet, it friggin hurts to eat them. Your jeans get tighter and your love handles start to form love handles, but then again, omfg
marshmellows
And you know what?
When you're done and you have a bowl fulla lifeless, what the hell is that color, blobs of devil wheat, i'll be all like, bitch, you shoulda gotten you some quality Honey Bunches of Oats.
word.
x.Chia
this is my audrey cupcake.
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