Dear Molten Lava Konafa, You Are Melting My Soul



Dear volcano konafa,


We just met yesterday, but for the first time in my life, I believe in love at first sight. I’ve been so angry at unrealistic fusion Ramadan desserts for so long that my heart stopped beating for konafas altogether until you happened.


I dreamed of you last night, resting in your glorious beauty on my dining table. You looked tough from the outside but I knew your inside would be silky smooth and the minute my spoon meets your body; heaven will explode out of you and send shivers down my spine.


I find myself crying as I look at you, and no, they are not happy tears. I’m crying for the dress I just bought that will never fit again, I cry for the cellulite I will have to welcome sooner than I’d like, I cry for the heaven that turned out to be pure evil calories floating through my arteries. Yalahwi begad, love is so blind right now, I can’t even.


But as George Michael once said, you are absolutely flawless. I apologize for quoting something so ancient in front of a majestic millennial like yourself, but I’m out of words because the soul ache is real. I truly believe that no woman on this planet would choose a man over you. EVER! You defy human nature and biology.


I leave you all with this konafa porn.




WE SAID THIS: Begad, we can’t stop watching this video…


Subscribe to our newsletter
Sign up here to get the latest news, updates and special offers delivered directly to your inbox.
You can unsubscribe at any time