l.m.e.y.o.s.y.s.a.c.i.m.o
Let me devour your open sandwich yam salad and drink my caramel iced macchiato while you act like an ostrich who can’t even understand basic food.
Your yam salad is the only thing keeping me from crying.
I’m sipping my caramel iced macchiato like it’s a royal drink and you’re a dumb ostrich.
I’m eating your sandwich like it’s a trophy and you’re the loser.