It’s my birthday, and instead of crying, I’m living it up with a floral arrangement designed to look like a milkshake. Despite knowing full well that it’s not real, I’ve spent the past couple hours catching glimpses of it in my periphery and being overcome with the urge to quickly devour it before anything can start to melt. Damn you flowers. Damn you.
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