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Cupcake Manifesto
Fearful cakes of gothica, here it cometh: a terrifying concoction of sickly sweeties, mutilated corpse droppings, human essence, sugar sprinkles, tail of rat, chocolate chips and haunted icing. In here you shall suffer eternal damnation, loss of the mind, glee of wee things, returnings of the dead, transmutations, tickle me Elmo’s, suffocation, pretty plastinations, teary moe eyes, high gluten contents, beaten Barbie’s, blackness, dead ringers, lollypop Lolita’s, and awful amigurumi - goodbye kitty.
‘do you like sex and death? ... Well fuck off and die then!’ (Return of the Living Dead: 1984)
Here yee will find terror with its unhappy mistress cute. Current trends have reconciled the two producing, and mass producing, horrifying amalgamations with putrid dripping limbs but immaculate nails, empty eye sockets and pristine curls, blood cravings and sparkly handbags. Devil bless evolution. And it is for this teratological nightmare we celebrate.
Consume with glut but beware the reflux…
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