I’m supposed to wear glasses.

Big fat freaking Bifocals.

I prefer to wear them,

I can not HANDLE putting something on my own face that can fog up and leave me BLIND.

And when you’re a goofball they are always flying off of your face!

I’m done.

I’m dealing with it.

Tape em up like they used to.

I already look older.

The glasses, I look like someone, but the voice is still juvenile.

I DON’T like it.

Old people are supposed to sound like the GROUND is calling you home.

I sound like a live action peach.

No, it sounds cute, but that is not what I am going for.

Live Action Spruce is what I’m going for.

Published by Chanzy

No One from Nowhere

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