Only in America .....do drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front.
Only in America ......do people order double cheeseburgers, large fries, and a diet coke.
Only in America ..... do banks leave both doors open and then chain the pens to the counters.
Only in America .....do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and put our useless junk in the garage.
Only in America .....do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in packages of eight.
Only in America .....do they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering.
EVER WONDER....
Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?
Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed?
Why don't you ever see the headline 'Psychic Wins Lottery'?
Why is 'abbreviated' such a long word?
Why is it that doctors call what they do 'practice'?
Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?
Wh y is the man who invests all your money, called a broker?
Why is the time of day wit h the slowest traffic called rush hour?
Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?
Why didn't Noah swat those two mosquitoes?
Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?
You know that indestructible black box that is used on airplanes? Why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff?!
Why don't sheep shrink when it rains?
Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?
If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?
Now that you've smiled at least once, it's your turn to spread the stupidity and send this to someone you want to bring a smile to (maybe even a chuckle)...in other words, send it to everyone.
We all need to smile every once in a while.
HAVE A GREAT DAY!
If silence slowly drives me mad
my life is so mundane
every day always ends up being just the same damn thing
I'm not sure why I feel this way
not sure where I get this pain
but it doesn't give the slightest sign of wanting to go away
My insides leak outside of me
in my writing and if I sing
My house has taken the brunt of just about everything
Dishes litter counter tops
they smell as they sit in the sink
But all that I want to do is lay here for a few days
Big things are coming up now
I can feel my heart scream
what do you do when you could lose everything
in considering it
Id overthink
in overthinking
Id act impulsively
with impulse
lies what soon is lost
in losing
you wouldnt dare play fair
in fairness
you stole my heart
but with tact
I stole it back
maybe next time
we will be smart enough
not to consider it.
I'm sad.
I want to go and see Nay... laugh and cry and just be. I really shouldn't have eaten my veggies when I was little.... mom was right, you will grow up. And sometimes I still feel like a scared little girl hiding in the closet watching the rest of the world living safe from my little crack in the door. Sometimes I want my mommy to come in and rub my back and make everything better.
Something is missing and I dont know what it is. But I'm not happy and I just want to smile..
scarcely moved from the spot Ive been sitting in, for going on 8 hours now ...
once, I was sitting here contemplating the sounds
now, I contemplate the lack there of
when the music stops playing
my mind stops reeling
or maybe it reels on so quickly that I cant interpret a single thought
I am as still
as I ought to be
in times like these
I peer down the alley way
a man half buried in our dumpster
frantically pulling at left-overs, long rotten, long sour
and I am long gone, long, long, long, gone
I see it every day
but now when he is so close
I am so affected
and I am so affected
that wouldnt you know, I go numb
and I feel nothing
I just exist
and the idea of existing ... where I swore I was hungry
and this man is devouring my left-overs ...
to exist in that ... would kill me
if this disassociation hadnt already done so
someone is laying on their horn outside my window
and yet, I am able to muffle it
and no, Ive never an idea of how or why
I dont laugh or cry
when just last night
was I not, but a child again?
carrying on and on about departure
carrying on and on about that insatiable hunger within
and you were right to say we will change with the mornings
and you were right that impermanence suits life best
and I was right to hold on so gravely
because with morning Id take all that love you gave me
and keep myself alive out here.
