Ok, first off I love sugar, at least the mineral. This again will be one of my interesting theories dealing with physcology or just plain fate.
Now most of you should know how much I love sugar, but no matter how sweet sugar is sometimes too much of it just makes me sick. This, again, relates to a boy. Sugar is the name I gave to a past infatuation of mine (woah I called him just an infatuation and not love-I think I've grown up a bit). Now at first I just gave him the nickname Sugar because he was sweet just like sugar. As soon as we began getting "serious" about each other I called him sugar more and more. It became a true term of endearment. We talked with each other as much as we could even if it was all day and all night. This is when I would have too much sugar and get sick of it, that's exactly what I did. I had too much Sugar and started realizing that he was just sugar, no spice. He basically made me sick, but yes I do still have some cravings for Sugar as I do for sugar. I'll tell you something though ever since Sugar made me sick and tired of him, sugar became much more reliable. there's not much I have to say about Sugar or sugar except for what has already been said. Ok, well see ya!
Stay tuned for my next story "All About Salsa/Taco Sauce/The Wolf"
 ThoughtlessEndeavor · Thu Dec 21, 2006 @ 07:09am · 1 Comments |
