subject line: chicken nuggets of truth.


columbia, missouri

Tonight I went through the Wendy’s drive through because when things are wrong 99 cent nuggets are right.

I gave the women my 4 quarters and pulled forward realizing my Saturday night was summed up in me sitting by myself in my car listening to Taylor swift dreaming of love i didn’t have.

As I opened my honey mustard sauce I looked to the left, to find 2 other cars, filled with 2 other girls eating by themselves in their car too.

The Wendy’s parking lot was a simple reminder that I can’t control a lot of things and there’s a lot of things I’m not. But as women we are strong, we are independent, we are capable.