Oh Ube Tres Leches Cupcakes
You have no idea
Oh Ube Tres Leches Cupcakes,
I hate to love you!
Why must you be so untrue?
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Oh Ube Tres Leches Cupcakes,
I love to hate you!
My nutritionist does too.
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Oh Ube Tres Leches Cupcakes,
You’re so beautiful,
Such craftsmanship, masterful.
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Oh Ube Tres Leches Cupcakes,
If you only knew,
How much I want to devour you.
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Oh Ube Tres Leches Cupcakes…
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Steffany Pope
Dealing with mental health problems has been hard. I've lived my whole life believing that no one understood me. I realized, my mind is not for others to understand; but for my edification of self awareness. So, I write to understand me.
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Omggg, I'm now craving for those cupcakes! Is that your photo?