Well … this.
New York City, 1955.
i kept bugging my mom about not buying me my favorite popsicles
and she kept saying “lacey i will buy them i will buy them relax”
and i came home one day and my mom was like “i bought popsicles”
so i go to the fridge and open the freezer omg
why did you do this
mom i know u can hear me
WHY TELL ME
HOW DID YOU EVEN FIND THIS MANY TO BUY AT ONE TIME OMG
kid deserved every last bit of this.
lmfaaaaaaaaaaaaaao i just died.
WE’RE ALSO GONNA HAVE A SERIOUS TALK ABOUT THE JAPANESE SPIDER CRAB
THERE IS NO REASON FOR THESE THINGS TO EXIST
SHH NO DREAMS ONLY TEARS NOW
wheres my side of butter? fuckin scrumptious get in my tummy mother fucker
them eyes, them lashes, them eyebrows, that necklace and that damn smile.
That’s me right now, you don’t understand.