wenifred
A beautiful thing. I knew it was you, and it still is. Each time I move into a new place, there you are. On my face in the middle of the night. A black beautiful spider. Some would be scared. I'm lucky that my angels visit me in just this way.
Why are some peoples recipes a secret? Who cares if you make the best pumpkin pie if you're not gonna share it? Food is made for loving, right?
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