Jan 2020
alone, at midnight,
a glutton, i writhe with shame —
mac ‘n’ cheese my bane.
a glutton, i writhe with shame —
mac ‘n’ cheese my bane.
Graduate school sets you up for a very strange schedule, I’ve learned. I’ve also learned it’s best not to eat half a box of mac n cheese before bed. Or ever.
(26/F/tennessee)
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