not even sorry

average barista author vagrant, named Melissa
I blog a lot of sj, ya lit, GoT, OUaT, and aSoIaF. And coffee stuff, because it's my job.

One Easter family gathering when I was a kid I kept hearing all the adults saying stuff like “oh that’s too sweet, I can’t possibly eat that, I’ve lost my sweet tooth” and I seriously thought that adults lost like a specific tooth in the back of their mouths that made them hate sweets

And so I kept asking my mom like “oh my goodness which tooth is it I have to protect it” and I got so upset I cried because she kept laughing at me and all I wanted to do was PROTECT MY SWEET TOOTH SO I COULD EAT CAKE ALL MY LIFE