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cake art is so realistic anything is cake
I reach for my phone, it is cake
shocked, I try to reach for a piece of tissue paper to wipe my tears, it is cake.
I rush to my girlfriend and hug her tight, confused about what was happening but all I felt was a gooey mushy texture, she was cake.
Desperate I ♥♥♥♥♥♥ my gun and put it in my mouth as I clicked it for the final time my mouth bit down only to taste the sweetness of sugar and icing. It too was cake
There was no where to run no where to go no where to hide. I was shocked confused as I ran around the city, everything was cake. I ran faster and faster, heart pounding trying to find just one living person. I tripped on a rock, I was cake.