Seafoam Pea

@seafoampea.bsky.social

Silly woman. https://bsky.app/search?author=seafoampea.bsky.social

I met someone who seems to have sold their soul to Satan in exchange for preternatural organizational skill. It's intimidating and even enviable, but I think I'd still rather win the lottery.

The creepy doll in our house started crying real blood. Marley and I didn't even blink, we just told it to grow up and stop being so dramatic because life only gets harder from here.

To the thoughts I'm cooking that came all that way just to improvise a recipe, I have a proposal. Let's retrace your patterns on an apron. Mom's thoughts always said "If you can't embroider it don't consoider it"