Nutty Fudge

That's kind of what he's like... sweet on the outside, hard on the inside. If he was a candy, he'd be the kind of fudge that I'd want to eat, and then I'd spit it right out because I didn't like it.

Ah, the joy of being a teenager.

In my world, everyone's a candy. My besties would be something really sugary, like Dots or something like that. My sister would be a Sour Patch Kid, because if you ever make her mad she can get really mean and sour.

And him... he's my nutty fudge. My sweet, delicious nutty fugde.

Okie-dokie - go ahead, call me insane.