if people only knew how ridiculous i can be/am. about my marriage to my quart of chocolate smoothness. that nestles in my lap when i am finally alone.
it is a reward in every definition of the word.
to be an even bigger bitch, i have been known to slowly chip away at it while watching others struggle with it's very own identity.
this admission does not define me, but it kind of makes me laugh and feel a small smile inside, in the darkness.
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pray tell, what is this chocolate smoothness?
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