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Sunday, 5 October 2014

Life is too short to read this...unless its not.

It’s easy to think, when you’ve got nothing on your mind. And it’s easy to dream when your mind is filled with thoughts, it’s the getting to sleep part that’s tricky. But once that’s done you can dream for hours and only mere minutes will pass. The two worlds once very separate are now totally alike. You’re filled with thoughts of love, happiness, success. Most people crave success, they crave answers and when they don’t get answers they look for them in the most peculiar of places. Places where they’re only going to get more questions, and less answers. Places like Sainsbury’s, where everyone crowds around the reduced section hoping to find answers to satisfy their stomachs wildest desires - when in reality, all that lays in the tiny refrigerated area, is a small pork pie and some ‘savers ham’ that looks like it’s just falling out of someone’s…she takes a deep breath and collapses on the floor.  

‘Where is it’? Whispered Sally. ‘I told you, its in my car’ Matthew said as he pointed towards a toy car on the floor next to an unused jam jar. 


'But which car? You have so many’. ‘I told you its … ‘she takes a deep breath. ‘I don’t know what the hell is going on here but I know it can’t be healthy’ muttered Sally as she smelt her left armpit in hope of inspiration or resentment . ‘I think that the proof is in the second pudding’.

She reached for the Rum, and as the music was building to a crescendo she finally grab it in one last scoop. ‘That’s it’ Sally shouted ‘the answers have been in front of me this whole time...ITS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW’. She laughed, not really knowing what or perhaps whom she was laughing at. Once again the music built and built, slow at first and then extremely fast, much like someone off of the Biggest Loser climbing up 1000 stairs and reaching the top. ‘SUCCESS, I MADE IT!!’ The music faded and she realised what it had all been about. Sally was one of a kind, or at least she wasn’t aware of any twin’s sisters! 

Are short people abbreviated in life? Is that why some of them have funny hands, that aren’t properly developed? For a brief moment Sally is filled with the acknowledgement and acceptance, that she has longed for ever since she stopped growing at aged 12.

Some of them don't understand grammer either! It's a problem that google image is trying to deal with.

Do you think this is total crap? Well, it is total crap. That's 2 minutes you'll never get back, you're welcome.

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