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Mister Cakes

Dear mr. cakeeater i hope u understand ur done eating this cake so leave as fast as you can. i have learned being self centered is the core of ur disease which has taught mastery level skills in manipulation i didnt stand a chance with this relation... What makes matter worse i see through our connected chord as it has become dense. so good bye mr. cakes along with headaches, followed by excuses. no more listen to rehearsed lyrics about this or that or how thing messed up. I have a surprise for this time ... This to your u-haul truck.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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