9 March 2013
You wish you had someone to treat you dessert.
But you don't have me.
You're spiteful words don't go unnoticed, but I'll still never say a bad one about you.
I won't lower myself to that.
If treating my friends makes me fat, then I'm enormous.
But you'll never know that again.
You can't eat it too.
You Can't Have Your Cake. • Opuss № I