
idk about that last part I think I’m just lonely but shit to be honest I don’t even like me. I know no one likes me that’s why I can’t get a meal cooked with passion without paying for it. I can cook pretty good but to cook something good requires passion and I know I’m not worth the passion it takes to cook something good. The last time I cooked something with passion I blacked out on bourbon the next evening👊
Theres this woman at work who’s 21. I’ve been working with her for years. She’s also fluent in Spanish. She was on break sitting by the window and I was outside cleaning tables. When we made eye contact, I mouthed something to her in Spanish (dame un besito, mami) and at first she didn’t understand. I repeated myself and when she understood her smile was soooooo cute and bashful🫠omg i loved it. I want to hold that woman so badly😪