"I make my husband a sandwich everyday for work. Once, I jokingly kissed it to show him that I 'made it with love'. But then for some reason, it stuck, and that just became the habit. Make sandwich, give it a little smooch, put into baggie.
"Except when I'm mad at him. Then that sandwich isn't made with love. It gets no kiss. Yeah, enjoy that sandwich, Jerkface. I hope it tastes like despair."
July 16, 2017; 2:32 pm
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RandomThis is where I put my whatchamacallits and snippets about the daily lives of my two OCs, inspired by the almighty TUMBLR. I might throw in a few lines bout my friends every now and then. Warning: Might get slightly NSFW later on. Beware the swears.
