I love CANDY.

I like all sweets, all sweets are just like any other sweets but haribo is better than all sweets. Because sweets are sweet but haribos are nice, if you had given me a choice of haribo or some type of sweet (which is sweet) i would choose haribo. Its like orange is orange, which is why it’s called orange. So that’s why i like haribo because they’re not just sweets, they’re haribo sweeties, but sweeties and sweets are not the same thing, because sweet is a taste and sweeties are blocks of sweet made from stuff. So i love haribo!
Okay then… well that question is totally like the hardest question EVER… Candy… Floss is absolutely LUSH, back when i was a youngster id love to try and fit all the candy in my mouth at once and let it melt down into sugar… mmm... I was a fatty! : D Sweets… anything good to suck on… rhubarb and custard, kola cubes, rosy apples e.t.c!!! I like to chew it chew it i like to chew it! Chewits rule…: D YES!!! But the best of the best of the best has to be CHOCOLATE… Sorry but chocolate out rules candy and sweets any day. Though i guess its candy ...: S Nehoo.s CADBURY Chocolate… WOO YEH WOO!!! IT’S Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!!!!!
POPROCKS!!!! BECAUSE… BECAUSE… THEY POP!! AND THEY ROCK!! AND IF YOU PUT THEM IN A CUP OF SQUASHED ICE… AND… AND… TELL PEOPLE TO LOOK IN THE CUP… OUCH! THEIR EYE MIGHT GET POPPED ROCKED!!! MUAHAHAHAHA!!! (Based on a true story...) DID I ALSO TELL YOU THEY ARE FULL OF SUGAR AND OTHER THINGS THAT MAKE ME HYPERACTIVE?! YAY! BOUNCE! BOUNCE! (Get Abhik some Prozak maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan....)
My name is Abhik, and I am candy-holic. Despite being an admitted candy-holic, I’d like to point out that there is a fine line between being a candy junkie, and a candy aficionado. Ah hell, who am I kidding – there’s no distinction. I’ll eat it all! Jujubes, Popeye Cigarettes, Nerds, and Liquorice sticks, Shoelace Gum, Hershey’s Kisses, Sponge Toffee, and Mr. Freezies – my kingdom for some Sweet Tarts! Oooh, I’m salivating like Pavlov’s dog just thinking about it all! For a quick fix, I’ll scarf down a giant heap of penny candy; but when I’m feeling extra naughty, I’ll linger over a few of the most outrageously expensive, delectably sinful hand-made chocolate truffles. Either way, the euphoric wave that washes over me as the insulin rushes through my veins bringing me to the very edge of pure ecstasy, is the same blissful feeling of exhilaration that can’t be obtained by any other means than the simple, sweet, sugary delight of candy.
Yummy ......Just been i robbed barista of their sugar sachets last night ...and i downed almost 70 of them since 8 this morning ....and gee thanks i love you two
Haiku for sweets”unwrap chocolate chemicals rush to my brain antioxidants”
I am certifiably CRAZY. What's with the rushing burst of glucose-drenched words..Willy Wonka paid me a visit in your sleep last night? Or did I drown in a tub of melted Sour Punk and emerge with sticky, treacle-laced eyes, strips of Lindt for fingers and hazelnuts for fingertips? Jello-O spikes in place of hair, and evil, glinting M&Ms for eyes? Or did I shave with Sainsbury's cream instead of Gillette? OR ARE I JUST TRIPPING ON ACID?

After Tonight

After tonight, will you return to love me? We looked at each other across the table and the vibe was right my knuckles ached with anticipation as you walk across the room to come over and ask me for a dance. I’m frankly overwhelmed; it’s been a long time since I danced with a stranger. We link arms and walk towards the car. You the perfect gentlemen hold the door open for me, when we arrive at the hotel. I don’t expect anything but you surprise me. We drink wine and look at each other again and then the ritual eases and we touch your fingers and my fingers your lips and mine. You caress my hair and I yours. The moon shines through the porch doors as you kiss my lips. We kiss for what seems like eternity. Lieing in your arms make me feel like I’m in a warm safe. I don’t want to walk away now I want to claim the rest of the night as a dream that is unfolding like a vision. You look into my eyes and I know you’re the only one who I will come back to. The memory of your face wants me to run from the emptiness of this place and run right back into the moon lite porch into those arms which are mine. We lay naked in each others arms till the moon turned into sun and till we slept and dreamt of heaven in each others embrace. I’ll still be standing here when you come back for me. I will never be happy with any other lover as I have experienced your love.