
I would appreciate it if you'd stop popping up around my house. Especially when I look into my kid's candy bucket from Halloween! Twix, I think only happy thoughts about you, because you are my favorite. I think of your crunchy biscuit and chocolate melting in my mouth and the Carmel that stays for a bit longer to remind me of why I am eating you. Yummy! But this relationship is frankly going to mess up my figure that I have recently worked so hard to get. Please leave my house, but know my thoughts will be with you until next Halloween!
Love, Leslie
Love, Leslie
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