i once had 1 million mp what happened
Me most of the year: Want that. Want that. Want that.
Me near my birthday or christmas: I CANNOT THINK OF A SINGLE THING I WANT.
im sorry, you must not know who i am.
im amy. the kitchen elitest. and i dont have time for talk of cooking that isnt canon.
i kitchen hard. i kitchen with passion. and i kitchen correctly.
this is a passion. this is a talent. and this is somthing i do not have shit-heads suggest for me to “hey dude do this” casually with no reasoning behind it.







