Homemade

by MyHalozChokinMe   Nov 1, 2012


I think I would benefit more with
chocolate chip cookies than I do
with my heart.

There's only three uses for a
heart, really-

Pumping blood.
Giving it away to someone and
complaining about a broken one.

But cookies!!!!

You can make someone happy with
them, envious, motivated to make
some cookies of their own, energized even.

They crumble, they smell how "heaven"
should smell, they even cure a broken
heart.

I'd rather make you some cookies than
have to listen to your whining ass.

(By the way, I finished my cookies so I ate
all yours. Hope we can still be friends.)

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  • 11 years ago

    by mizzy dominguez

    No b**ch we can't be friends YOU ATE MY COOKIES! Ha I like this poem '&& good job! :D
    Ps I don't really mean the b**ch part ha byebye

  • 11 years ago

    by mizzy dominguez

    No b**ch we can't be friends YOU ATE MY COOKIES! Ha I like this poem '&& good job! :D
    Ps I don't really mean the b**ch part ha byebye

  • 11 years ago

    by Chelsey

    You ate my cookies b**ch and you steal my candy??....you're a monster!! Lmao

    This is too funny

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