i still look at the recipes you wrote about me.
you told me that baking requires trust—
maybe that's why my macarons burnt.
you were the most sobering experience.
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 2:50 AM UTC
i still look at the recipes you wrote about me.
you told me that baking requires trust—
maybe that's why my macarons burnt.
you were the most sobering experience.
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