We are the dinosaurs

Where the time goes

Waiting for her print job to finish

Sylvia, if you’re reading this in the future, know that this is the day my campaign to limit processed sugar died, as you ate the letters off all your cupcakes.

But also you asked if we could put candles on them and sing a song, LIKE a birthday, so I asked you what song, and you decided on Everything I Wanted by Billie Eilish

Insect d’amour