is a word we sometimes misuse for the sheer convience of not knowing perfection when it's right in front of us.
She makes characters move on paper.
baked goods rise to the occasion (on ocassion)
talks like a "nigga".
ends up loving you like a lady.
we go way back.
even when times got homicidal.
you loved her anyways.
"baby-boo" "Peace yo" "cupcakin baby" "MMMMM" "soften yo hustle"
These are things that make you feel like you are a somebody.
important to the world.
she walks on water.
talks to animals.
she's got "skills"
bakes @ 3 in the am.
you can't help but love her.
she posts comments on your page that you want to read.
blogs for days.
not even blogs.
but testaments to a faith in the pastry.
the thing that makes us all soft.
our hustle that is.
how can someone not blow trees and still come off irie as fuck?
the little rissa that could.
shine baby shine.
would you beileve that me and her dad are soulmates?
FUCK A ? MARK!
LOVE WILL TEAR US APART.
or will it?
DO NOT OPEN TIL 1985.
LOVE MARTY MCFLY.
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