sweetbutch

saturday edit:

i am trying to bake a delicious cake in an oven

that has no numbers on the dials



so, i'm never quite sure of the temperature.



a key element of perfection and sweet satisfaction are out of my control.



is this cake worthy of being a metaphor for my life?




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i have the biggest crush on maloreigh







i think it's her eyes, her kissy lips breathing and articulating,


her teeth chewing only vegetables



her smarts and her spirit



as well as her unhidden charms



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i'm working late



it's black,



sparkling and quiet out my windows




can't look down on the mountains and the vultures