Dear Cheesecake,

Stop being so dang good, I am plenty giant without you, and also my abdomen didn’t really have room for you anyway.

Oh so sad my giftcard is now empty,


Dear Baby Niña,

If you are going to use your feet to push on my ribs, the least you could do is push off of them to get out, instead of moving them out of the way.

See you soon(?),


Dear Aaron,

You just said you don’t think you like cheesecake. Stop eating it then!

I am a pig,


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One Response to Cheesecake

  1. Sarah says:

    You're making me hungry.

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