Feed Me and Tell Me I’m Pretty

Well, I just ate something…but you get what I’m trying to say.

I don’t need a vacation. I don’t need to battle Google maps when I choose to take a back road while driving. And I don’t need my “natural crumb catchers” to fight against this button down that I am wearing today. I simply need my overly creative mind, To. Pipe. Down. I need my futuristic thinking to chill out and allow me to relax as my imaginary, extremely attractive, independently wealthy, stay-at-home boyfriend whips up sweet tea while telling me I’m pretty. Is that too much for a mid-afternoon struggle bus? Dear God, I pray not.

On a sparkly note, I am fabulously well and searching for Friday. He’s such a sketchy fellow, only showing up once a week. 🙂

God bless,
K. Jones ♥

Tell Me I'm PrettyApparel credit: Human


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