It just comes back to slap you right the fuck across your face and there is nothing you can do about it, whether its actions or words or something you did to/with someone. It just reappears! Sometimes its in passing conversation or a sudden memory. Its always something bringing back the shitty past.
How can you escape it? You can’t. That’s why you avoid doing shit to keep it from winding itself into the future. How do you avoid these instances? You can’t. You don’t know what they are until after the fact and then you double face palm epically and pick out which bag you want placed over your head.
Can you say paper or plastic?
All you can do is just meet it head on and slap it across the face in a dainty manner and call it out for a duel. Maybe you’ll survive the ball Bering going into your flesh in a metaphorical sense, or not. You made the mistake. The adult thing to do is deal with it.
Which is easier said than done. Its a lot better to just have said problem go away, which is why there’s a lot of bodies floating around with cement shoes in rivers up north or in the cement bricks of bridges. (The Mafia has a fanciful way of getting rid of their problems.) If I wanted a prison sentence for life or the gas chamber, FUCK YEAH I’D DO IT! Although…I hear sharks are just as effective.
I might wear a holey sheet like Charlie Brown. Just as affective since everyone would know who you are with or without a bag.
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