While the walk of shame has come to mean one thing in our minds, my personal walks have mainly been indulgences of the culinary variety.
The Land of Make Believe may feel light-years away from adulthood, but it’s actually closer than you think. Jump on the trolley with me.
Three Days. One girl. No sugar.
Gray’s a nice shade…except inside your brain.
Missouri is open, kind of, but my feelings about being out there are still pretty closed.