we got up and met breakfast club at isabel in the pearl. the food was ok, but it looked like everybody was trying a little too hard. what's wrong with making simple breakfast well, without random raspberry puree drizzle?
anyway, then we rode our bikes over to the planned parenthood demonstration of support. it was just us today, nobody yelling at us and calling us whores who have satan as their pimp daddy (i'm not kidding). we got lots of love from the people driving and walking by.
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