Please let this not be life. There’s no Quality Control on strife. I mean there’s no Quality Control on spite. I’m saying i’m more than a little pissed off. Situations stay changing the sorbet never tasted this suspect.
Quality control I let my fears take me over and I panicked. I checked back and got nothing but confusion. Vivid imagery from a wordsmith I did not admire him. In spite of fear I found adrenaline in the act of it.
I’m tired, but not enough to brag about it. I promise if this all works out I won’t BRAG about it!!!!
I’m more than a little pissed off. The mountain is trembling, the sky is roaring, the seas are shifting, and the universe is plotting…oh how sweet is the vengeance.