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where im from
I am from pizza rolls, from tostitos and cheez-its.
I am from the chaotic sports saturdays.
I am from the pecan tree , the dreaded spiky leaves.
I am from game nights and freckles, from Joey and Shana and Greenwood.
I am from the movie theaters and ordering pizza.
From clean up your room and study.
I am from Christmas and Easter.
I'm from Ireland, Ramen and Pot Roast.
From the football stories of my dad in high school and college.
I am from the attic where forgotten memories are screaming for attention.
Flowers, sonnets, hugs, kisses, chocolate.
Love can be great or painful like a knife.
It is confusing but people need it
It is the fourth necessity of life
Love is needed as much as anything
Life without love is like sponge without bob
Life without love is like corn without cob
Everybody should strive for a soul mate
Love is like nothing I have ever felt
It’s sad when all that happens is a date
A crazy feeling is when your heart melts
Love is adventurous like an ocean
Love is the best of all the emotions
A overpowering sun
A beautiful fire crackling
A big gust of wind weaving through out
An unbelievable sunset worth all of my appreciation
A sky full of amazing stars peeks at me
A Gentle moo of a Cow
An astonishing moon
Never ending beauty
laced with love
The belt for your feet.
Very under appreciated.
Helps on a daily basis.
Buy by the pair.
Buy by the pack.
Think about life without shoelaces.
It’s a disturbing thought.
Constantly keeping us together.
Velcro just doesn’t cut it.
Things like grass and whatnot get stuck in Velcro way too much.
Laces on the other hand are way cleaner.
A world without shoelaces would be unbearable.
Your shoes would be useless.
Life is grand with laces in hand.
Laces don’t break when a lot is at stake.
Like a life changing race that could make you rich.
laces wont falter.
Finally, I’ve been waiting forever.
The smell…mmm amazing.
Kids enjoying their food.
Soon I will join them.
But for now…my food.
I head to the buffet.
Cheese, Oreo, pepperoni, sausage.
Everything I could ask for.
I get my plate and fill it with all the delightful food I can fit.
With the rest of my family behind me I head to an open table.
I sit down with as excited as Donald Trump with a wall.
I hear my pizza calling to me ready for their next adventure through my digestive system.
Cheese is my first pick. I take a bite.
Magnificent! It’s worth all the waiting I’ve ever done!
CLINK! I’m interrupted by loud sound.
My fork has fallen on the ground.
I reach down for my clumsy fork.
I touch it with the tip of my outstretched finger.
The table fell as my fork did.
The parmesan and pepper shakers broke.
Glass everywhere! Panic!
I’m okay. Thank god!
But everybody is still going crazy. But why?
I look around for the cause of this outrage to find that it’s my elbow!
Blood. A lot of blood.
I become light headed. I pass out. Only to wake up in a hospital room with 8 stitches in my arm.
My mom relays what had happen. And my only question is “what happened to my pizza.”
I and other peoples are like cows
We are all different shapes
All different colors
Some destined to do more in life than others
Like show cows are celebrities of the cows
Humans are also lazy
Cows are lazy as well
A cow’s life is made up of sleeping and eating
A lot of humans don’t work
Unemployment rate is high
Cows stay in one place their whole
The only time they move is when they are sold which is most of the time once in their life
Humans are fine with mediocrity
We believe in the phrase “if it isn’t broke don’t fix it”
That’s our problem
We don’t chase our dreams and we have more of a chance than cows
Not to mention how all we do is consume resources like cows
We need too not give up on things so easily
We shouldn’t be so similar so cows
Our only difference is that we don’t get eaten by cows