I want a McDonald’s. There’s something specific about the smell of mcdonalds food in the bag, like a mix of grease, beef, potatoes, and recycled paper products that make me feel like a heroin user getting the first hit of the day
I want a McDonald’s. There’s something specific about the smell of mcdonalds food in the bag, like a mix of grease, beef, potatoes, and recycled paper products that make me feel like a heroin user getting the first hit of the day
buttery fried eggs and toast
old pine cabin on a rainy day
art classroom
Upvote for art classroom- that’s a great idea, and if that candle exists then I need it