Conversations with a Bon Bon
Me: I love you, Bon Bon.
Bon Bon: And I love you, Skinny Lady.
Me: Even still, I have to eat you.
Bon Bon: I know you do, and I won’t hold it against you.
Me: Promise?
Bon Bon: Promise.
Me: Thank you…
Note to readers: This conversation may seem unbelievable, but I assure you it took place. Either that, or I’m fucking out of my mind.

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I was secretly hiding in the bon bon.
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