Sometimes you have to work hard to be happy.
Sometimes you have to swallow up the diamond stilletto bitch that is Self Pity.
She'll trick you.
Be wary of her fat powdery bosom that makes you think twice whether it's just too much perfume instead of a decayed soul when you can't stop wheezing and rubbing your eyes.
And when she brings her friend, Jealousy, the royal wine bearer who will dilute your crystal mind with images of false glories, kill her quick.
But watch out for her pet
Inaction
will get you faster than you can say, "WTF is that?"
3 comments:
i like this. this is fresh. i like your voice here.
the fourth sentence was too much for me to follow, especially coming off the three simple sentences you began with. make it a little more simple and shorten it, i say.
i really like both pieces in this blog, woman.
OH SNAP! I totally get this... Oh wow... Going off to read it just one more time!
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