I’m just trying to get lunch, not have an existential crisis.
"what music are you into?"
"i like this! it’s very grown up…"
IM DELETING MY INTERNET
#me in class when i get the answer wrong
Fudge recipe on a headstone
I feel like I should make this just to be able to say a dead person taught me how to make it. Maybe I’ll do it for Halloween.
I desperately hope that she spent her entire life telling people that they could have her fudge recipe “over my dead body.”
That last comment is absolutely worth reblogging.