Letters to me

[temples]

Dear self,

You are much more productive if you are in a good mood. Yes, this week sucked and turned you into a barrel of lethargic monkeys with one tin of applesauce. GET OVER IT. See how much you've already accomplished, at almost-but-not-quite 10 a.m.?

REMEMBER THAT.

Love, Stupidface.




Dear self,

EAT THREE MEALS A DAY.

NO, REALLY.

IT HELPS.

Love, my fucking stomach.

p.s. I will get around to comments soon. I've just been in a mood.

Comments

[temples]

...I want some of your cake. :(

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But what if you don't like my cake?

[temples]

I am a friend to all cake! As long as it's not gross. :D

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..............

What are your thoughts on cocoa carrot caradamom cake? Because that is the kind of cake I have.

[temples]

...Does it taste like chocolate?

[prefacing]

It tastes like chocolately goodness in my mouth.

[temples]

Oh dear god.

I MUST MAKE IT MINE

[prefacing]

I WILL MAIL YOU A WHOLE CAKE ONE DAY.

[temples]

...Will you.

Will you really. :'D

OH VAL.

MY HEART, THOU HAST... PIERC'D IT WITH THY... KINDNESS AND... CHOCOLATEY GOODNESS...


yeah idk what I'm saying