Shitʼs on fire, yo
Saturday, December 19th, 2020 Alive 18,134 days
I miss having Darcie around to dote on so I can pretend that my real life doesnʼt exist.
Sheʼs still at work, so Iʼm baking her a cake right now. Iʼll probably burn it, like I did with the last cake. And the cupcakes. And the pumpkin pies at Thanksgiving. Baking is not my thing.