You’re singing about Stacy’s mom, but I’m craving Stacy’s chips.
Potato chips + dark chocolate
Breakfast burrito: bacon strips, fried eggs, tater tots
White egg omelette with swiss cheese (wheat bread optional)
Fig butter + almond butter sandwich
Honey+almond butter sandwiches
I can’t tell the difference between the sound of crunching my way through the ice in your heart and tasting the apple of your temptation.
Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds you plant.
Robert Louis Stevenson
I’m confused by this recipe.
It says a pinch of salt.
Does that mean thick-finger pinch, thin-finger pinch, kingergarden-girl-has-a-crush-on-a-boy pinch?
Anyway, it’s it funny how we say, “I love you lots/bunches… I love you to the moon and back.” Isn’t it funny how we see and speak of love as if it were quantifiable by measuring cups or measuring tapes? Is this why we’re confused by bra cup sizes and sex tapes?
Let’s change our language so we can change our minds. Ladies and gentlemen, don’t pursue a person who claims to love you to Mars and back. Love is not blind, but a person like that is blind to what love is.
I hope you find a person who loves you well. I hope you meet a person who will love you so well that he takes monthly treks to the moon so you can dine with the finest wine and cheese, and then offer… no… insist on washing the dishes.
For a qualitative love is a well that is never empty, as it is one that deepens, while a quantitative love is a well that is 50 ft deep. No matter how deep it initially seems, it dries up in times of drought.
Don’t you know that only eternal love can satisfy the human soul?
I tried to carry the weight of the world, but I only have two hands.
Funny that both shepherds and kings visited Christ upon his birth, for he is both shepherd and King to those who love and follow him.