Jul 2019
what makes me sad is the
fact that i can't open a bottle
of apple juice, i just really
want some *******
apple juice.
i feel like crying over this
but, i shall not, there is no
time to shed tears over
unopened apple juice.
well, so it seems that life,
for some inexplicable reason,
just doesn't want me to
have apple juice. i almost
took some skin off our middle
finger trying to open that
unholy thing; but i did
open the cranberry apple
juice, which i suppose will
have to do, for now.
fact that i can't open a bottle
of apple juice, i just really
want some *******
apple juice.
i feel like crying over this
but, i shall not, there is no
time to shed tears over
unopened apple juice.
well, so it seems that life,
for some inexplicable reason,
just doesn't want me to
have apple juice. i almost
took some skin off our middle
finger trying to open that
unholy thing; but i did
open the cranberry apple
juice, which i suppose will
have to do, for now.
arwen, one of our system members, types like he's writing poetry, so (with his permission) i asked if i could post his vent on him not being able to open a bottle of apple juice. alternatively this piece is named "apple juice".
