Exquisite Corpse

So here I am, standing in the rain. Tears ran down my cheeks along with the water of the rain. I looked up to the sky, breathing in and out. I dropped to my knees finally with my face in my hand. I can no longer feel any more tear on my face because it was imbedded with the rain. That anger and sadness was slowly washing away. I couldn’t shed a tear after that relived. The rain had taken it with it. I couldn’t feel a thing after. My pain was gone, and I no longer was able to talk about it. I will bottle up all my feelings and no longer look back on this day. This day will be a forgotten memory, I have wasted too many tears already on someone who doesn’t deserve.  But I guess that is how we learn to value ourselves more. We have to learn to place ourselves as our main priority. No one else will bring us happiness like we can. Besides, better things will come.  

At least that’s all we can hope for. There’s always the morbid side of thoughts following such positivity.  

Being positive will help me move on and continue with the journey of love. Just remember every time that life continues, and I shouldn’t stop. Not let anything get I my way to find what I want. Want isn’t the right word, people want new clothes, new phones, new games. What I’m looking for? I need. You ever need something? 

Have you ever wanted something so bad that you would do anything for it. Even if it means to do something you might regret. Something that you never thought you would do or something that you already know the concequenceas...Of! Yeah, I knew what would happen, knew it would be tragic, so tragic, and I did it anyway. I mean, it’s amazing how self-destructive a body can be. I’m sick with it. 

You? You’re sick? I raised you to think better of yourself, to treat yourself with some kind of respect, not to walk around like some kind of sick bastard would want you to. The way a sick bastard would want you to treat yourself is by obeying him when he tells you to get a box of kleenex for him and then swallows the whole thing with his nose. I have done this, j/k : ) my nostrils are not big enough for that, though I can’t say I’ve ever really tried. 

What whole thing is this person swallowing is it an eggplant? That’s sus. But I don’t need a pacifier im 95!!!!! Oh yeah I need some overwatch porn to remind me of my purpose in life.  But who am I too judge him if he wants to swallow the eggplant tahts on him. A purple eggplant that was crushed on atruck. I love eggplants everyone knows that fried, baked, with mozzarela cheese you name it. This is gonna be a tgood dinner. They didn’t notice but I added a secret ingredient! It’s sperm....WHALES! Sperm whales. No its just a joke. It was only ketchup. Or is it? You will never know but when generously say it was delcious I will happily answer with “yes indeed it was” .  Now I wait and watch for the reactions of my family as they don’t know the secret ingredient but happily chew away. I go back and forth in my head if I should say something if anything at all. Should I tell them or should I not?