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Chocolate chip. M&Ms. Marshmallows. Messy joy, just like you like it.
This one isn’t neat — it’s nostalgic.
It tastes like tag in the moonlight, sidewalk chalk spells, and secrets traded on monkey bars.
It’s gooey, bold, and a little chaotic — because some sweetness shouldn’t behave.
Soft in the center, wild in the edges. Like love. Like you.
Baked for your inner child with grown-folk taste buds.
Because healing can be fun, too.
Chocolate chip. M&Ms. Marshmallows. Messy joy, just like you like it.
This one isn’t neat — it’s nostalgic.
It tastes like tag in the moonlight, sidewalk chalk spells, and secrets traded on monkey bars.
It’s gooey, bold, and a little chaotic — because some sweetness shouldn’t behave.
Soft in the center, wild in the edges. Like love. Like you.
Baked for your inner child with grown-folk taste buds.
Because healing can be fun, too.