I eat hearts.

Yesterday night I just ate one.
While previously I would hide in one corner to nibble on it then take slow juicy bites, this time, I just gobbled it down and stamped on the rest of the all-too-chewy parts.


Now let me go back to my hobby, heart-hunting.


It's never a 50:50 chance guys.
The girl already has on her mind the ratio.
You just have to figure it out the ratio and stop confession from spewing out when the ratio is not in your favour.

And there is no pleasant way to refuse. Under all that chocolate coating and chocolate rice and full cream and fruits, a pile of dung awaits you.