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A cup of Lies, A spoonful of tears, and we whisk it till its scrambled like my heart. Wait where's the happiness? Where's the love? That seem too hot for this to work... Oh I guess I didn't read the recipe till the end. No you can't just use spoiled feelings in a new relationship. Stop! Don't mix so fast, your making a mess. Oh no I'm all mixed up. Hey aren't you going to help me save this. Aren't you going to help me clean this up.

Sigh......

Ok. I guess we can just bake it anyway. It's too late to go back now. I guess I'll just finish it myself. There it's done.

A jealous cupcake, baked in ego, iced in depression, and sprinkles of regret.

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