I'm a twentysomething writer and editor living out my dream
one day • one picture • one avenue • one story at a time.
This is where I overshare and constantly write tiny love letters to New York.
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Whitney has just spent the last several hours shouting a minute-by-minute countdown to the Bachelorette finale (to which I have repeatedly replied, “I don’t care.”) And now she is sitting her chair (which is, no joke, imprinted with her ass cheeks), eating a pint of ice cream, with her cat on her lap, dripping chocolate on its fur, reading online reality show forums and staring intently at the TV.
I know what you’re thinking. How did you get so lucky to have her as a roommate?? Is she single?? Did she clean off the chocolate from the cat’s fur?? The answers, my friend, might surprise you.
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tarasnonsense reblogged this from whitneyinthecity and added:
Sara must be a real joy to live with. She’s such a ray of sunshine, you know. She never judges you or anything. ;) ha....
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whitneyinthecity reblogged this from sarakatherine and added:
Look, I’m not ashamed. The only thing I’m concerned about...chocolate ice cream
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