I deliberately ate or gave away every chocolate chip cookie from Christmas exactly for moments just like this one.
Now I want chocolate chip cookies - freaking out for chocolate chip cookies - but there are none to be had in this house at this hour.
Thank God because if they were here now, I'd eat about twelve in a row, maybe 15.
I'm too old to be doing that and I know it, which is exactly why they are not in this house.
Yes I am suffering, but I will survive the suffering.
You got the beetus nigger
Certainly on the edge.
Lead us not to temptation, etc.
Fucking chip recipes.
Is that a haiku?
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