Wormy gorgon of the fugly garbage gorgon's has a very sad an' lowly life indeed. She curses an' antagonizes a cancer fighter instead of sending her sincere good wishes an' a heartfelt expressed Godspeed.
On her best day, she exemplifies all the characteristics of a mean spirited, moronic jag off misanthrope whose only desire is to plant a very bad weedy seed. Her angry tongue splinters an' then bullies. My wish is t’have fingers of tumultuous jostle you – attempting to throw you hard toward kingdom-come…
Human suffering, “Can this drama, the supreme embodiment of the human condition, possibly be okay?” My stomach knots. --------------------------- Often not much has changed in our actual life – Yes, I get into the same bed each night trying to go to sleep, Thinking that if I look away, You might be gone by the time I look back.
(This has been) a Creeping ode to the aftereffects of a small minded twerp…