Custard Cream And Me
To fix a hot mess, one must become oneFuck it, I'm videotaping it. Something I should've thought of before I coated my hands in custard, but impulse knows no such thing as good timing. Nor was it good timing that the urge overtook me while my partner, lovely as they are, teaches online lessons to bored college students in the adjacent room. Being quiet was never my forte. Tripod set, I can't believe I'm actually doing this. If my partner finds out what I've d...