This Isn’t Just About Cereal

Let me tell you about the tragic underlying thought behind a potentially comedic event. So, I've been home by myself for a week. Side note: I'm so out of practice living alone! Anyhoo, it's like 11:30 or midnight or something and I have an intense desire for cereal. Cinnamon Life cereal, to be precise. With almond milk cuz I'm bougie. With all this freedom I have, leaving at midnight for cereal was a fucking THRILL! I put on my Sorta bra (it sorta supports me, ya know, just enough) and head out in my t-shirt and gym shorts. Now, if you know me, you know I love pockets. I can't… Continue reading This Isn’t Just About Cereal

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