Tonight I am making my partner and I white chocolate covered strawberries and pesto mozzarella chicken rolls. I feel so domestic. When it comes down to it I really feel
In college, I felt like I was doing something with my life. Now, I don’t even know what’s going on. I feel so stuck working in retail. I’m not working toward a career. I’m just surviving day to day. What for?
Well, at least I’m good at cooking. Dinner is gonna fucking rock.