Red Velvet Whoopie Pies with Cream Cheese Filling
I feel weird about singing in my car and casually looking over and seeing someone I know. It cramps my car-singing style. I feel weird about the fact that my chair at work is creaky since I’m incapable of sitting still. I can’t do it. I feel weird about my new bangs. They aren’t a big deal. I really shouldn’t care, but Jake says that things like bangs matter, so it’s ok to be complete girl about…