Who Says Life Is Fair, Where Is

Life Is Pain, Highness. Anyone Who Says Differently Is Selling Something. If This Is True, Or If You Are One Of The People Who Believe This Is True, Then The One Universal Way To Enjoy Life Is Still The Same, Which Is To Learn To Be Grateful That It Is Not Worse!!

I Mean If We Even Had A Wheelbarrow, That Would Be Something.

Who Says Life Is Fair, Where Is That Written?

The Tears That Kept Buttercup Company The Remainder Of The Day Were Not At All Like Those That Had Blinded Her Into The Tree Trunk. Those Were Noisy And Hot; They Pulsed. These Were Silent And Steady And All They Did Was Remind Her That She Wasn’t Good Enough. She Was Seventeen, And Every Male She’d Ever Known Had Crumbled At Her Feet And It Meant Nothing. The One Time It Really Mattered, She Wasn’t Good Enough.

No More Rhymes Now I Mean It!” “anybody Want A Peanut?” “aahh!