I furiously pull into an illegal parking zone, leave my blinkers on, rush into the cupcake store and order a variety of four. They place them into a nice brown box with the word ‘love’ plastered on it. I dig into the cream at first and then devour the cake part. I am in cupcake heaven. I see crazy-colored rainbows and galloping unicorns as I relish my velvety dream, wishing that this sugary trance would never end. Like a cat, I lick the icing off my fingers. To think, I had been angry just a few minutes ago
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Krystyna
5/3/2019 04:59:42 pm
You rushed me into craving cupcakes with this delectable little story.
Lisa Miller
6/3/2019 02:55:55 am
For some reason your story made me crave Voodoo Donuts (they're like cupcakes). There goes my diet... 8/3/2019 05:51:46 pm
Thank you, Lisa. I’ve never heard of voodoo donuts, but I’d be willing to try them. Comments are closed.
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