Birthdays, Layer Cakes, And The Reality

The skin was an image of carrot cake perfection - the inside, a complicated, unhappy, unsalvageable mess. I used to be in denial for sometime, considering I may simply “toast” it, however then it simply got crusty and dry on the surface, whereas remaining a carrot bog in the middle. And the icing, which was so scrumptious, creamy and dare I say it, revolutionary, the night time before, had beco


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