pink

Assuming I don't mistake the hair for cotton candy again. It's a recurring issue I have.

...and the full moon on the horizon is rosier than ever.

I don't envy the woman, but I'm actually incredibly jealous of the dog. Everywhere he goes, he's accompanied by someone who acts and is dressed exactly like a bean bag.

That looks familiar...

Gotta Split...Free Breakfast Ends at 8.

Remember this face, this is the face of narcissism.