Ruthless

Saw this chair he wanted to buy-

The shit I get away with on here. Why anyone ever goes on social media is missing out! YOU CAN’T EVEN GET A RANT STARTED. WORTH IT.

Thank you to my Darling Ice Desert. Can She absorb some crazy, or what? Where only the Penguins and Polar Bears are slowly burning to death.

Google it. Look it up!-Look it Up!

If they had CONSULTED me. I’d have letthem put big hurricanes that somehow offset our footprint swirling around this bitch.

No one ever asks me anything.

No one cares what happens here.

Of course, there are caves. You have NOT been outside this whole time. SOME PEOPLE are outside, but we are not talking about it.

Yesterday was a jerk, right??

Doesn’t matter!

I’ll settle for a mountain, he lied.

The trampoline thing isn’t a joke, I just hope I can afford to do while I’m able to jump.

Jumping is great for your feet, and mine aren’t great.

Just like swimming. I don’t want to drown but it doesn’t stop me.

But that is just exercise.

 

I got to talk to my cousin for Three Hours last night.

I’m still turned up.

It was wonderful.

My life has gotten better considerably in no time. It is a lot.

There is an intensity that is a trademark of mine and I’ve just had to do without it for a minute.

Aging is a good thing.

I knew I was getting better looking. It’s my Grandfather.

It is NOT hippie nonsense, you bitch!

Listen!

America (at least) has a messed up view of the life cycle. We are told that young people are the peak of human existence. Specifically, rich 20-somethings. I don’t know.

I DON’T KNOW. So when most of us get into our 30’s we feel our good days are over.

CAN YOU IMAGINE?

IF MY LIFE WAS AS GOOD AS IT WOULD EVER BE A 25 I WOULD QUIT!

OUT!!!

I’ve always been happy to get older and as hard as these wrinkles are and

MY HANDS. OF MY GOD, WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BACK OF MY MOTHER LOVING HANDS??? MEDIC!!!!

 It’s fine!

Its fine. You vain bitch, you can’t be pretty everywhere. Some part of you will catch age. It’s fine, we are fine.

You are worth keeping together, at the least.

That’s why we keep it cold, though.

Duh.

Published by Chanzy

No One from Nowhere

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