Chocolate all over his face, in his mind, filling his heart. If only we could all be as happy as chocolate makes David, if only we could all embrace the joy of being a child again, no hatred, no pain, just chocolate.
Valentines day. Neither my mom nor I remembered to give my stepdad a card or flowers or anything like that. I did however make chocolate dipped cookies and chip cookies and distributed them to neighbors. One of which was old and widowed and needed company. She told me of her girlhood in a nearby town.
Delicious. Some say nutritious. But tastes like shit without any added sugar. I’m talking about chocolate. One thing I have noticed about this delectable treat is that it mimics the love chemicals in the brain.
my guilty pleasure.
rolling like music across my palate.
coursing through my guilt like the whitest of lies.
the purest of desires.
the sweetest of sighs.
If my heart was made of chocolate, it would make sense, it would make sense that you should devour it like this, swallow it whole and not leave one bit for me, if my heart was made of chocolate, maybe you’d want to save it because it’s too good.
Delicious! I love chocolate. Wasn’t it invented by the aztecs or something? Sometimes I eat it when I’m sad. It makes me sad when I eat when I’m sad. But chocolate is still good.
Chocolate reminds me of sex with pretty girls. It’s given as a gift on valentines day, probably because it used to be considered an aphrodisiac– well, I suppose it probably still is. I gave my girlfriend chocolate, but I never got any last night… :(
It was harder than it looked, being made out of chocolate. After all, you had to deal with crazed children chasing you, drool everywhere. Ugh. Ah well, at least she had this moment of peace, this moment where she could hide in this house, free as a cacao creature could be.
Chocolade. Door de inca’s (of de maya’s, een van de twee in ieder geval) werd het gezien als het voedsel van de goden. Ze hadden zelfs een chocoladegod, waar wij het woord chocola aan te danken hebben. Je hebt dit heerlijke godenvoedsel in verschillende vormen, van wit tot hazelnootbruin tot donkerbruin. Je kunt het in zodanige hoeveelheden krijgen in de lokale supermarkt dat het menig diëtiste zou gaan duizeligen. Mijn favoriet? Pure chocolade met nootjes! Daarnaast zitten er flavanolen in die weer goed voor je zijn, bovendien voel je je alsof je verliefd bent.
“This is great. I’ve always wanted one of these things,” John smiled. The chocolate bunny was shiny and gave off a faint smell of sweetness. Sherry laughed, “Well there is more than meets the eye to that bunny, so be extra careful.” Then the bunny winked at John.
Really truly chocolate is a woman’s best friend when sadness erupts chocolate is always there to soothe always in good taste convenient and easy to come by and never gives any guff or backtalk just pleasure
ooooo chocolate! i love chocolate. malleys has great chocolate. you can mix chocolate with a bunch of stuff, creating many different candy bars. ooo the mixes you can make with chocolate. although there are some mixes that should never be allowed. for example: chocolate covered bacon!!! another example: chocolate covered fritos!!! ew! haha
i eat the chocolate as conscious therapy, hoping the neurochemicals it encourages will allow me to take one happy breath, or at least a few inhales and exhales where I am not overwhelmed by the blanket of dread that cloaks me throughout the day.
“Johnny, give me the chocolate bar!” But the young boy would have none of it. He bounced around on the sofas, and tracked mud all over the carpet like a wet and dirty dog. “It’s Easter!!”
chocolate, sweet bribery. but his will is even stronger than his desire. No, don’t want chocate. The cheek of him. Yesterday, Daddy came home with a bar of white chocolate with little brown balls and cranberry swirls on it. The monkey claimed it as his own, stuffing pieces in his mouth, refusing to let go.
i used to think i liked it but i don’t really. sometimes it’s okay like twist or twix or maybe mint chocolate but i actually don’t enjoy it all that much… although when it has nuts in it, it can be good. i could live without it is all i’m saying. i guess i dislike it because i start to eat too much of it when i have access to it
What a beautiful world we live in because there is chocolate. Granted, the colour of chocolate is a bit drab, but the taste, ooooh! It can be bitter, it can be sweet, just like love. And love is what I think of when I think of chocolate. That makes me think of the story of Mr Sweet. He loved chocolate so much that he never thought about anything else. He married a lady by the name of Ms Tooth and together they were happily married because one was as much sweettooth as the other. Man, chocolate truly drives me crazy, as this story well illustrates.
This wonderful elixer is able to conjure one to far away places and give the amazement of love in one bite. This potion of nine letters is a poison. It is overpowering and will take you.
Never underestimate the world of “chocolate”.
Chocolate – sweet, thick, creamy, delish, delightful .. my friend when feeling tired. I adore the stuff – I love the dark, the white and the milk it is soo soo comforting and makes lovely presents too. But best when eaten in abundance and alone!
Is something I can’t eat any longer. What a pity. because the world seems to consist out of chocolate. But I have other pleasures I am following: like wonderful cake without choc, love, hiking, cycling, Austrian wine.
The chocolatier has withered hands. Her face with time is fading into blandness. She cradles the warm bowl close to her hip, stirring and lifting the spoon. No one will love it as much as she.
As he rubbed the chocolate on her body she thought this cant be real, its all going so fast, why did I agree to this art display?! It is so unlike me to do this perhaps that is why. All I know is that I am attracted to him and wanted to impress him.
It drips down the side of my mouth, hot from being melted in the microwave. I fill up the trays and set them in the fridge. Then, I kiss you. Drizzled chocolate and all.
The desire of the mouth when your soul is broken. When you want to feel the taste of love you can’t feel from another person. When you have been ripped apart you seek this comfort and you smell it, taste it, lick it and savior the flavor.
chocolate is a perfect companion to my almond butter
a gift from my friend
so far away and hard to get; i am a lucky girl
I want to dip a bar into the greasy gooey nut butter, watch it drip…drip…drip from the end then bite. soooo sweetness is melting and thick inside my mouth–the roof, I roll it around with my tongue. it seems to swell.
Life is bittersweet. There are good times. The sweet joy you feel when you achieve something. The lovely times with friends and family. And there are the not-so-sweet ones, the constant fear of losses and banishments. The actual reality that the world is not rainbows and butterflies.
It is sweet.
Satisfying.
I love chocolate. A milk product, usually brown or white. You can make drinks out of it. YUMMY after sex. Woman love it. Great gift.
sweet. milk. You get it in snack form and in bulk form.
Chocolate stains on her back pack, on her blouse and now all over the front of her pants. She didn’t understand where the chocolate came from. She hadnt bought any in weeks. “is it chocolate?” she muttered. She scraped some off her blouse and brought it to her nose… “No way!”
The buildings rise above the trails of workers like ants in the green depths. It is not really a jungle but the products are derived from simple natural ingredients and become assimilated to something complex neurotic even. Children in saffron run through the line of dark figures like fillings.
It is supposed to make the happiest of thoughts for the saddest of minds. All it does is remind me of the love i lost. She enjoyed chocolate. Damn you chocolate.
I find chocolate one of the great vices of this century. The western world has an affiliation for it’s rich creamy tastes that are perpetuated continually by the brash and harsh media that advertises and advertises these consumerist brands.
Chocolate is great because i was ate loads of it and it gave me really bad wolfcoon farts then i ate the yellow snow and then i ated the mobile phone outside the house of mayor pickles!!!! awesome is what it was
Chocolate, is yummy. Chocolate, is a creamy delightful sweet or sometimes tart treat.
Chocolate all over his face, in his mind, filling his heart. If only we could all be as happy as chocolate makes David, if only we could all embrace the joy of being a child again, no hatred, no pain, just chocolate.
Valentines day. Neither my mom nor I remembered to give my stepdad a card or flowers or anything like that. I did however make chocolate dipped cookies and chip cookies and distributed them to neighbors. One of which was old and widowed and needed company. She told me of her girlhood in a nearby town.
Delicious. Some say nutritious. But tastes like shit without any added sugar. I’m talking about chocolate. One thing I have noticed about this delectable treat is that it mimics the love chemicals in the brain.
Sometimes I need to have chocolate. I never need to have sex.
my guilty pleasure.
rolling like music across my palate.
coursing through my guilt like the whitest of lies.
the purest of desires.
the sweetest of sighs.
Mmmmmmm. Me like-y. Me want-y.
If my heart was made of chocolate, it would make sense, it would make sense that you should devour it like this, swallow it whole and not leave one bit for me, if my heart was made of chocolate, maybe you’d want to save it because it’s too good.
Delicious! I love chocolate. Wasn’t it invented by the aztecs or something? Sometimes I eat it when I’m sad. It makes me sad when I eat when I’m sad. But chocolate is still good.
Chocolate reminds me of sex with pretty girls. It’s given as a gift on valentines day, probably because it used to be considered an aphrodisiac– well, I suppose it probably still is. I gave my girlfriend chocolate, but I never got any last night… :(
It was harder than it looked, being made out of chocolate. After all, you had to deal with crazed children chasing you, drool everywhere. Ugh. Ah well, at least she had this moment of peace, this moment where she could hide in this house, free as a cacao creature could be.
Chocolade. Door de inca’s (of de maya’s, een van de twee in ieder geval) werd het gezien als het voedsel van de goden. Ze hadden zelfs een chocoladegod, waar wij het woord chocola aan te danken hebben. Je hebt dit heerlijke godenvoedsel in verschillende vormen, van wit tot hazelnootbruin tot donkerbruin. Je kunt het in zodanige hoeveelheden krijgen in de lokale supermarkt dat het menig diëtiste zou gaan duizeligen. Mijn favoriet? Pure chocolade met nootjes! Daarnaast zitten er flavanolen in die weer goed voor je zijn, bovendien voel je je alsof je verliefd bent.
“This is great. I’ve always wanted one of these things,” John smiled. The chocolate bunny was shiny and gave off a faint smell of sweetness. Sherry laughed, “Well there is more than meets the eye to that bunny, so be extra careful.” Then the bunny winked at John.
Really truly chocolate is a woman’s best friend when sadness erupts chocolate is always there to soothe always in good taste convenient and easy to come by and never gives any guff or backtalk just pleasure
ooooo chocolate! i love chocolate. malleys has great chocolate. you can mix chocolate with a bunch of stuff, creating many different candy bars. ooo the mixes you can make with chocolate. although there are some mixes that should never be allowed. for example: chocolate covered bacon!!! another example: chocolate covered fritos!!! ew! haha
Greed is bad for a persons mental health, people need self control in their lives.
i eat the chocolate as conscious therapy, hoping the neurochemicals it encourages will allow me to take one happy breath, or at least a few inhales and exhales where I am not overwhelmed by the blanket of dread that cloaks me throughout the day.
“Johnny, give me the chocolate bar!” But the young boy would have none of it. He bounced around on the sofas, and tracked mud all over the carpet like a wet and dirty dog. “It’s Easter!!”
chocolate, sweet bribery. but his will is even stronger than his desire. No, don’t want chocate. The cheek of him. Yesterday, Daddy came home with a bar of white chocolate with little brown balls and cranberry swirls on it. The monkey claimed it as his own, stuffing pieces in his mouth, refusing to let go.
the best of friends share their joys over a dark brown chocolate whether a bar of it or a hot chocolate.its the heart of switzerland.
we read about any passage
the whole idea about the passage
i used to think i liked it but i don’t really. sometimes it’s okay like twist or twix or maybe mint chocolate but i actually don’t enjoy it all that much… although when it has nuts in it, it can be good. i could live without it is all i’m saying. i guess i dislike it because i start to eat too much of it when i have access to it
Melted ecstasy dripping down your fingers to settle in little pools of rich, brown sweetness in the cleft of your palm. Lick it all up.
What a beautiful world we live in because there is chocolate. Granted, the colour of chocolate is a bit drab, but the taste, ooooh! It can be bitter, it can be sweet, just like love. And love is what I think of when I think of chocolate. That makes me think of the story of Mr Sweet. He loved chocolate so much that he never thought about anything else. He married a lady by the name of Ms Tooth and together they were happily married because one was as much sweettooth as the other. Man, chocolate truly drives me crazy, as this story well illustrates.
This wonderful elixer is able to conjure one to far away places and give the amazement of love in one bite. This potion of nine letters is a poison. It is overpowering and will take you.
Never underestimate the world of “chocolate”.
Mmm: scrummy, melty, mouthy, lippy indulgence with guilt and pleasure in curled up in equal measure.
Chocolate – sweet, thick, creamy, delish, delightful .. my friend when feeling tired. I adore the stuff – I love the dark, the white and the milk it is soo soo comforting and makes lovely presents too. But best when eaten in abundance and alone!
Is something I can’t eat any longer. What a pity. because the world seems to consist out of chocolate. But I have other pleasures I am following: like wonderful cake without choc, love, hiking, cycling, Austrian wine.
The chocolatier has withered hands. Her face with time is fading into blandness. She cradles the warm bowl close to her hip, stirring and lifting the spoon. No one will love it as much as she.
As he rubbed the chocolate on her body she thought this cant be real, its all going so fast, why did I agree to this art display?! It is so unlike me to do this perhaps that is why. All I know is that I am attracted to him and wanted to impress him.
It drips down the side of my mouth, hot from being melted in the microwave. I fill up the trays and set them in the fridge. Then, I kiss you. Drizzled chocolate and all.
The desire of the mouth when your soul is broken. When you want to feel the taste of love you can’t feel from another person. When you have been ripped apart you seek this comfort and you smell it, taste it, lick it and savior the flavor.
chocolate is a perfect companion to my almond butter
a gift from my friend
so far away and hard to get; i am a lucky girl
I want to dip a bar into the greasy gooey nut butter, watch it drip…drip…drip from the end then bite. soooo sweetness is melting and thick inside my mouth–the roof, I roll it around with my tongue. it seems to swell.
Life is bittersweet. There are good times. The sweet joy you feel when you achieve something. The lovely times with friends and family. And there are the not-so-sweet ones, the constant fear of losses and banishments. The actual reality that the world is not rainbows and butterflies.
It is sweet.
Satisfying.
I love chocolate. A milk product, usually brown or white. You can make drinks out of it. YUMMY after sex. Woman love it. Great gift.
sweet. milk. You get it in snack form and in bulk form.
Chocolate stains on her back pack, on her blouse and now all over the front of her pants. She didn’t understand where the chocolate came from. She hadnt bought any in weeks. “is it chocolate?” she muttered. She scraped some off her blouse and brought it to her nose… “No way!”
The buildings rise above the trails of workers like ants in the green depths. It is not really a jungle but the products are derived from simple natural ingredients and become assimilated to something complex neurotic even. Children in saffron run through the line of dark figures like fillings.
During this spring festival, I eat tons of chocolates in order to test whether my teeth are good enough.
It is supposed to make the happiest of thoughts for the saddest of minds. All it does is remind me of the love i lost. She enjoyed chocolate. Damn you chocolate.
I find chocolate one of the great vices of this century. The western world has an affiliation for it’s rich creamy tastes that are perpetuated continually by the brash and harsh media that advertises and advertises these consumerist brands.
Chocolate is great because i was ate loads of it and it gave me really bad wolfcoon farts then i ate the yellow snow and then i ated the mobile phone outside the house of mayor pickles!!!! awesome is what it was