Those with a sweet tooth especially enjoy indulging in a slice of cake.
Dearest reader, I want to hear your story and then confess my life to you, what it’s entailed in every jaw-dropping, cautionary, hysterical and heart-wrenching detail. I want to share a meal with you-just chocolate cake- and listen to your take..On the world. On what it entails and all this humanity that’s at stake. I want to ask… who are you really? Besides a random obsession that belongs on 70bsessions: a blog I once created and then deleted 3 or 4 years ago..
“Heaven did not seem to be (Your) home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
