Sorry Cinnamon Rolls, You Dry Ass Bitches. I Don't Wanna See You Or Your Gloopy, Cinnabun Fraternal Twin

Sorry cinnamon rolls, you dry ass bitches. I don't wanna see you or your gloopy, Cinnabun fraternal twin ever again. Byeeeeeeeee.

I have something to say about this but I'll reply later.

Rude to peep in my window like this.

TSIME: The Music

I'm gonna be honest, I'm not cool when it comes to music. I like what I like and some of it is basic AF. But I'm lucky that I have friends who have much more interesting taste than I do. On the Spotify playlist for TSIME, this is my favorite on the entire list and it's the very last one. My friend @curricanus gave it to me. The moment I heard it, I thought, if my fic was a movie, this would be the end credits song. It's playful and sweet and hopeful which is the note I wanted the story to go out on.

If you wanna hear the rest of the long ass playlist, it's here:

The Snort I Snut 🤣🤣🤣

Amen: How do I make a date more romantic?

Titian: Try being mysterious.

[Later that evening]

Eva: Where are we going?

Amen: None of your fucking business.

God this is relatable. All the different ways in which I could end up holding hands with Bobby lives in my head every day.

i feel like i’ve reached a new level of degeneracy every time i’m like “oh boy time to think about The Scenarios” and it’s just me holding hands with a fictional guy