xDDD
Yeah, no cake yet.
It's being made.
My momma is a cake maker. >D
:3
Btw.
Emily is a whore.
J/k.
ILY, BITCH! <3


Godmothers. Rust and erosion cover the sides of the tall tower. I stared out into the ocean as I walkGodmothers.
along the brick balcony. The calming sea breeze sends a chill over my spine. The salty
brine air inflames my nostrils as I reach the long, narrow corridor. I know where Im
supposed to be. I know why my mind took control and sent me on a wild goose chase to
find towels and warm water, when there was plenty in the room already.
She wanted me to be here. To stay with her when her husband would pass out from
the holy
Kinda Old.
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Clouds filled with stars cover the skies,
And I hope it rains, you're the perfect lullaby,
What kinda dream is this?
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