Home? Home. What is home? I don’t actually want to go home, HOME. I want to go to some place that’s going to wrap me in comfort like a womb. I want my mommy, but I don’t want MY mommy because frankly I don’t like that cold, loving denying bitch all that much. No I want the ideal of a mommy that smells like lavender and peppermint and makes me
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I can say this: this guy would probably make you chocolate chip cookies if you asked. He might even surprise you and put in M&Ms.
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