pie

Dreamt someone made me a strawberry and dill pickle pie as an act of love, and it was ummm…not delicious.

Have yourself a merry breakfast pizza

When I saw you across the park, stuffing your face with pizza and flailing about with the bees, I knew it was going to be love - someone, somewhere

I used to want to know things but now I’m like please don’t tell me anything unless it’s free cake or a puppy

If one of my friends started dating an ex who I thought highly of, I would probably be weirded out for a hot minute and then, it would be cool, because I would know my friend is with someone good and my ex is with someone good and maybe we can all have platonic pizza and not be weird about it.

Wrapped up in your calm like a little burrito and only you can have a bite

Throwing a half-eaten, petrified pizza in the compost should be a crime

All I know is that my tummy didn’t hort when I was eating a slice of cake or pie everyday

You can just sit down at the diner bar and ask strangers if they will eat some of your pie and really no one says no to this proposition, but maybe probably because it’s me asking

I saved you a bites

I want a donut, a fluffy blueberry donut

Maybe my body is saying “you need pizza”

I hope you find someone kind. Someone who lifts your heart and spirit. Someone who keeps you soft. Someone who wants you to smell the flowers, see the stars, order the pizza. Someone who will cherish you and surround you with the best. That’s all that you deserve, and that’s everything you’ll get.

Due to a hiccup with permitting, my bake sale might be more of a cookie and pie giveaway

Looking at the pies, posting about the pies, not ordering the pies. I’m like the sports fan putting on the jersey and not watching the game.

If I owned a diner I would have a pie sampler where you can try two bites of every pie and while this may not be great for margins it would be great for tastebuds

Window shopping

Do you also have a pie in the face fetish or did you not watch Nickelodeon as a child?

Getting excited about my diner order, 2 Eggs & 3 Meats

I want to bake cookies and mini pies for my show, so I can finally live my bake sale merch table dreams, but I am also imagining the scenario where only two people show up (has happened before) and then eating my feelings all weekend

Not eating pies everyday is lame, but since quitting sugar, I’ve had two very brief cries and am on track for a ~140% reduction in total tears y-o-y

I am in the land of the very good pie

I’m trekking for pie.

Music, pie, and kisses. That’s what I want right now.

I don’t want to see the gym pic, show me you with a pizza.