Any more questions?" I ask, poking him gently in the ribs. "Do you still love me any?" Eliot asks, putting his hand over mine. "A little. " "A little?" he asks, pulling away from me. "A lot. " "How much?" he asks. "More than chocolate chip cookies. " "Mmm" he says, kissing my shoulder. "More than walking on the beach. " Eliot kisses me on the neck. "More than. . . " I pause, turning to look at him. "More than?" he asks, kissing my lips. I turn toward him. "Anything.
It's gotten to the point where if I throw a cookie in the garbage, I have to douse it in Cascade. Otherwise, why wouldn't I take it out and eat it?
Should I warm the oven and bake you a batch of hero cookies? - Zephyra
Why are terms of endearment always food? Honey, cookie, sugar, pumpkin. Its not like caring about someone is enough to actually sustain you.
He who take cookie to bed have crummy night ahead.
People always starve themselves, and then they get hungry, and then they eat the wrong things, like chips or cookies or whatever they can grab.
I want you to know that I fought you fairly. Equal to equal. I could have used my powers against you, but I didn’t. (Stryker) Should I warm to oven and bake you a batch of hero-cookies? (Zephyra)
Ads are baked into content like chocolate chips into a cookie. Except, it’s actually more like raisins into a cookie - because nobody f---ing wants them there.
Want a cookie,' Ra said. 'What kind?' 'Weasel cookie. ' I'm here to tell you, that comment about weasel cookies probably saved the known universe.
The day I saw my mom eating the Santa cookies on the plate was one of the most horrific days of my life.
Ive been competitive since day one. Even in little things as a child, like having a twin and a direct competitor for who makes better cookies.
If you lose count of how many cookies you ate, the calorie intake ceases to exist. True story.
I suppose I could have stayed home and baked cookies and had teas.
I eat a lot of ice cream, chocolate, and cookies, and I drink rosé champagne.
I like cookies, any cookie you put in front of me - animal cookies, sugar cookies, anything crunchy.
I like a gooey cookie.
Many who would not take the last cookie would take the last lifeboat.
I will not eat cakes or cookies or food. I will be thin, thin, pure. I will be pure and empty. Weight dropping off. Ninety-nine. . . ninety-five. . . ninety-two. . . ninety. Just one more to eighty-nine. Where does it go? Where in the universe does it go?
Peace means no one is worried about anyone else's cookie. . . in this moment we are all quietly content with the cookies we have.
When I was working a lot, I felt guilty as a parent. I couldn't pick up my son every day from school, bake him cookies and that kind of thing.