Babies, oh babies. They give me enough reason
- Babies, oh babies. They give me enough reason to mock this world. They are lovely, cute, happy creatures dragged into this world by their parents. And parents are either so selfish
- or too callous, believing that their child is God's gift to mankind. There are ever only two outcomes when parents nurture their child in such a way. The first being a sheltered
- lollipop too afraid of back injuries to tie her own shoes, and improperly socialized phychopaths who can't be bothered to wear shoes. I was worried she might be the latter, especia
- lly as I'd been on a course which said that shoelessness indicates an elite psychopath. I did my best to avoid her gaze so as not to catch psychopathy (another tip from my course)
- Of course she heard my heavy breathing and snapped her head in my direction. What was I supposed to do? I saw her take a step closer out of the corner of my eye.
- I was terrified and panicky, but I couldn't help but snicker. Of all the ends I might have expected, I never thought I would be stalked by a Pez version of the Queen of Spades. I h
- opped on the next freight train out of candy land. Next stop, the Land of Dairy Queen.
- The Land of Dairy Queen was run by minimum-wage teens who were to cool to do a bang-up job. The tall cones were crooked, as if the ice cream was trying to dodge oncoming tongues.
- The desire to get out of this small, shit town gets stronger everyday. Maybe it'd be a bit more bearable if I did cocaine or something, but since I'm too wussy to try new things,
- I'll continue to cope, and I'll settle back into my routine, for now. However if I am persistent enough, then surely someday I'll overcome my fears and move on with life.
- Started
- 2013-07-17 12:12:01
- Finished
- 2014-06-16 15:32:44
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buddyboy4711 Jun 16 2014 @ 18:01
And I'm too cool to do a bang-up grammar job, come at me.