There's a knot nestled within my throat like a rebellious bite of steak refusing to go down. I'd Chase it with a swig of whiskey and a hot yeast roll but Golden Corral is closed for the evening and I'm out of luck.
My future is folded into a makeshift origami chicken. Confusing pieces twisted within one another and scared shitless. FDR said "The only thing to fear is fear itself" and this has had me frantically looking for that tiny piece of evidence that says my name is Fear. If this is the only thing to be fearful of then surely it was placed upon me at birth.
A birthmark that's noteworthy of a Goosebumps novel.
Tomorrow I'll gather my family around the fire and tell the haunting story of the Casper's in my closet. Bedsheets that eagerly wait to scare the shit out of the unknowing. Halloween's more than just a day of the year for this girl, it's a way of life. Even the candy bars continually find their way into my hands. I must make up the 3rd wheel of the Three Musketeers and Milky sure has her Way with me.
A Glutenous escape route on the face crammer's highway.
Of course if I just keep my mouth full then that leaves no room for embarrassing outbursts. You can't really have a conversation unless it's over See food. Most people like sea food but they don't like to see your food and mine's best not left upon the table. I was never a great cook anyways.
Of course if I just keep my mouth full then that leaves no room for embarrassing outbursts. You can't really have a conversation unless it's over See food. Most people like sea food but they don't like to see your food and mine's best not left upon the table. I was never a great cook anyways.
Time to nip it in the bud and let the bed bugs bite. I've rambled enough tonight.
