I love how tumblr is reverse chronological order so when your mutual starts having a blorbo breakdown overnight you get to start with the insane conclusion and work your way back to where they first went off the rails.
my mom got a pack of candles and only realized once she started putting them on the cake that they said “birthday boy” and not “happy birthday” so we made do
[id: a cake with candles on it that spell out “haby birtdoy” /end id]