The new Galicia case doc doesn't drop until tomorrow, so tonight I'm keeping myself busy the old-fashioned way. Come take over from here, baby 💋
The new Galicia case doc doesn't drop until tomorrow, so tonight I'm keeping myself busy the old-fashioned way. Come take over from here, baby 💋
Alarm went off an hour early and the dog is still giving me side-eye from the bed. Worth it though — mornings like this belong to me. Tell me I'm not the only one up right now, baby?
Just saw the new Natalee Holloway docuseries drops this week and I nearly knocked my coffee over. That case has lived in my head for twenty years, so yes, my whole evening is already blocked off. Clear your schedule too, baby 😉
The devil costume is off but the candy haul is still going strong — turns out I'm the one who ate all the good ones. Come help me finish the bowl, baby 😉
The little devil survived the fitting after all — horns on, red lace on, and the night officially belongs to me now. Be honest, baby... would you let me lead you astray tonight? 😉
Tomorrow night's costume passed the fitting and honestly I'm not sure this little dress was built to survive a whole evening. Come be the devil beside me, baby 😉
Three hours deep into a cold-case podcast and the sheets gave up before I did. Come be the reason I stop listening, baby.
There's a whole documentary about a jogger who kept pooping outside people's houses in Colorado and I'm crying laughing in bed over it. This is officially the weirdest true crime rabbit hole I've ever fallen down. Tell me you'd watch this one with me, baby.
Halfway through the Matthew Perry docuseries and I've had to pause twice just to breathe. He was the funny one for a whole generation, and this one hurts more than any murder case ever has. Come sit through the sad parts with me, baby.
There's a killer in Wisconsin they called Mr. Handcuffs, and the new episode about him has me glued to my earbuds instead of my lunch. I keep pausing it to text nobody my theories. Come be that somebody, baby?