Dear Molten, the Child Bearer

...earfood : poppy, zee avi
...current location :  hogar, dulce hogar =)




     its with tremendous pleasure that im writing to you to inform you that i've eaten all the chocolate cookies left inside the itsy-bitsy jar on the kitchen counter as the lid hovering overhead is no longer established in a way that it will baffle the movement of moisture into the jar and eventually render the cookies comestible and hence, i took matters into my own hands by devouring them whole before the undesired happened. 


you see, as i was wandering about aimlessly in the kitchen, i came across little too many objects that i was immediately fascinated upon, such as the gas stove. ever since i was a little boy, i've been obsessed with flammable objects, as which you should have known, i secretly played with the stove everytime when you are not around, which eventually led to my fire addiction, or is there such a thing? anyway, while working on the dials on the stove earlier, i stumbled upon the jar of cookies by the counter, or maybe it was the other way around?, i'll say. 


of course, i tried paying absolutely no attention whatsoever to it but the glittering cum beaming chocolate chips crafted magically on the surface of the cookies were far too mesmerizing to be ignored upon. im sorry to say that i've betrayed my self-motivation, respect and gave way to the gluttony hidden beneath me. as my lips, tongue, roof of my mouth made contact with the chips, these endeavors of mine seems so far away, much less seems nothing at all as these chocolate ships are all that matter anymore.


yes, im wholeheartedly sorry for the deleterious act i've called upon, executed upon and it is with full responsibility that i will see through the end of my punishment you deem necessary. also, the jar has been fixed in a way that the lid can again function habitually so that the atmosphere could no longer linger about inside the jar.


again, im sorry i've eaten the cookies inside the jar. they were so adorable, fresh and delicious...and i wonder if you could get me more of it?=P


yours truly,
Jas
Son
Love