The Thought...

i have loved so many things....
the scent of cool rainy days breeze,
the sound of raindrops as they hit the umbrella, dancing in the club, dancing in the rain like there's nobody watching,
the slight chill in the air after work,
the wet smell of uni when it rains in the evening, the cosiness of a convenience store at the dead night,
reading in the train while listening to the music,
the wild thoughts of the world,
observing families saying goodbye at the airport,
and the taste of cotton candy as it melts in the mouth....

and candy....
I'm fishing for men with a certain kind of bait, and the bait that I am offering is not a candy; it's a very specific thing that I'm offering, which is a deep gospel and a deep conversation.....


ps: am trying to sound like a poetic. somehow in the end for the deep conversation i feel like I'm a criminal and waiting to fry people. e candy would be their flesh. sadistic am i? yes i am. haha

just kidding. =)