I've resigned myself to never kissing my true love. I've accepted that I'll never know who my crush is, let alone talk to him. I realize it's possible my mother will be murdered in her sleep by some toothless demon. If you find me dead in the morning, I was stabbed with a bloody knife by the ghost girl that lives under my bed.
And I gladly accept responsibility for all these things because I refuse to repost or forward chain texts, bulletins, and now status comments.
So bring it on. I don't mind being lonely, un-kissed, unloved, or murdered if it means I've spared some other poor soul from wasting their time reading that junk. If you want to write, get a blog. If you feel inclined to repost bulletins, find an artist, photographer or musician that would like your help. Quit spreading crap. Your crush won't like you anyway.
My thought for the day.
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Hahahaha.... You should hear me when I get one of those texts that tells me that I have to send it to 10 people (no send-backs though!) or else ________ will happen at midnight. On a Tuesday.
ReplyDeleteAnyways, I think it's funny how people waste the time to listen to them. lol