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Hi, I’m Dee. 🙋🏼♀️
I’m a strategic social storyteller fueled by coffee, culture, and curiosity.
I share Disney nostalgia, wildlife photography, global travel, and reflections on how stories shape emotion and community.
From theme parks to coffee farms, I chase magic with purpose.
Coffee is fuel. Sarcasm is seasoning. ☕📸✨
It’s always the faceless accounts stirring up drama. Now I’m seeing people organize a vote for the biggest dumbass on DisTwitter? Seriously, what are we doing here?
There are plenty of people on this app I don’t like, but campaigning to publicly crown someone the biggest dumbass is WILD. At some point, you’re just announcing to everyone that you have absolutely no life.
At what point does procrastinating become a competitive sport? Because I genuinely think I could represent Team USA.
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I think the most millennial thing happening right now is an entire generation of highly skilled, educated, experienced adults suddenly wanting absolutely nothing to do with their chosen professions.
This candle smell is so delicious and perfect for fall. Smells like pine, cinnamon, orange, and wood fire.
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They hate me cuz they ain’t me 💅
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Cake Bake Jake always understands the assignment. We want a table overlooking Harambe? ✅We don’t want to wait to get our magnets? He makes sure we get our magnets ✅He wants a spring roll in MK? He’ll find us later. ✅ Watch what you write in DM’s because we read them out loud!
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I didn’t realize that Elmo and Cookie Monster impersonating Colin Jost and Michael Che on weekend update could be this funny.
My ex sent me this picture of Willy wearing his @packers jersey and is fully convinced he’s the reason they keep winning games. 😂
Apparently, this little dachshund is the team’s good luck charm.
Presenting: Willy and the Magical Jersey. 🏈🐾
Go Pack Go? 🧀💚💛
Wifey leaves for her yoga trip tomorrow, leaving me to pack and get things done. I asked if there was anything she needed me to do before she left. She looked me dead in the eye and said, “Eat the pie in the fridge. At least one piece.”
Finally, a task I’m qualified for. 🫡🥧

























