I won’t! Only if they look like the tomatoes from last year, San marzano like!

It probably is! Woo! I’m going to let him grow and see if he bears fruit!

My grandmother was great depression and instead of throwing away food, we just ate it all!

…hm, wonder where my fucked up relation with food comes from. Oh well, we’ll never know!

The feeling itself usually isn’t uh, great. The fullness hurts. But there a lot going on. Consuming feels great because of an overabundance of brain chemicals (the act of eating and tasting). Waste feels horrific because of upbringing. So you get use to the discomfort because of the rest. But it still doesn’t help because it’s not great. It’s also complicated and probably per person. There’s probably more but I just woke up from a nightmare. Not about food though lol.

I think that just proves your office people are all vampires.

By eating more than the stomach really wants over and over until it expands. Then you can eat more and more and it expands!

Then it sucks trying to eat less because the body is so user to the more the less feels like shit!

Loved having to eat until I felt sick as a kid. Totally didn’t fuck anything up. disgruntled sounds

I’m not sure they are!

Maybe they’re using already salted butter? The lesser option, but it’ll work!

Good luck, baby creature!

It’s something, as a twin, I think about. Then get confused, hate the idea, and go about not having kids which helps the situation.

Mother also hated her name as it’s extremely unique. Mine is biblical but common. Everyone wants to spell it Rebecca though >:(

My earliest memory was bicycling around as a preteen and being cat called from a car

At the time I wasn’t upset. Because I simply didn’t understand. And so much was normalized I’m sure this is the case.

I knew mother’s name because she hated the idea of being <children’s name> mom lol. I also knew she had a different last name to me and twin.

It feels like a po box thing at the least, right??

I was extremely impressed by my husband’s Necron army!

Yeah my checklist goes “When did I last have water? When did I last eat? When did I last use the bathroom? When did I last sleep?” Then if those are met, we get more specific. Like “Am I upset about mother or husband or twin or cat? Am I upset about some specific news? Some general news? The general world?”

Wrapped up in a Tupperware container to keep it moist!

And often turns out to be a cheat! Or the two I heard of turned out to be which, two nickels thing.

I’ll hope!

I’ll wait until it grows then! The mint didn’t make it out of the planter so it shouldn’t be that, but if my yard is to be mint, well it’ll smell nice when mowed!