So I’m eating my dinner- having a splendorous time- when I realize that my cute little outfit is cover in beans. The culprit? None other than my overflowing burrito.
” I HAVE A STAIN ON MY SHIRT! OH MY GOD ITS THE END OF THE WORLLLLLLLD~~~~ OH NUUUUUUUU~~~~ “
Oh, the agony….. =_=”
This has happened on more than one occasion; my mother goes shopping and brings home whipped cream. I then ask its purpose, and question its place in our fridge, for I see no pie, cake, ice cream, or really any possible nourishment you would most likely put whipped cream on. Why is this in our fridge? Why did she figure we needed this? Her unclear and ludicrous train of thought still bewilders me. “I don’t know.” Dear mother, are you telling me that while grocery shopping, for no particular reason, you suddenly decided that our whip cream famine needed to take care of immediately , even though we have nothing to put it on? I guess I’ll just eat it straight out of the bottle.
I feel like every time I post something, its a waste of time, because I only have eight people fallowing me. Who’s going to notice it anyway? Hahahaha. I guess I was talking to myself this whole time.(sadly, I don’t need a computer to talk to myself; I do that on my own time.) So why am I even on tumblr? This situation is ineffable…
No more worries, no more woe, the impending future may seem too slow. Though you think your outlook is bleak, there is an outcome with much less grief. Your distress and misfortune will soon amend, if you take control, and let time bend. Remaining fixated on your undeniable agony, will not recede your ineffable misery. My point is plain, and evident. In novels, and films, this theme is relevant.
So, if you heard this before, than why am I telling you?
Do I really have to spell it out, or put it in rhymes? Oh please! That’s just an enormous waste of my time. All you need is to not take this message for granted, because that, my dear friend, is the cause of my ranting. Now ask yourself; was it worth all the whining and moaning? Wouldn’t you rather spend the day with a smile, than hating and loathing? Sure! Of course it is! There’s no debating. So go and run, and sing, and don’t waste your time waiting!
You guys swarm me like bees to honey. THERE IS NO SWEET, GOLDEN, GOO ANYWHERE IN SIGHT.
