My socks are rad.
How many parties and concerts are you gonna be able to go to once the last tree has been cut down and the sky is being coated in missiles?
You know what sucks? Everything.
I’m not even saying it just to say it, I’m stating an honest fact.
This weather sucks, this economy sucks, the fact that your ex screwed you over sucks, the weight you’ve gained since high school sucks, the fact that you can’t swipe your check card like Kanye sucks, etc.
Do I need to go on? Probably not since my point is pretty much made in the first five seconds of this ramble.
I swear I try not to sound so negative on social networks but I don’t know the five people who follow me, but I do apologize. You see, I feel the older I get, the more I seem to shed layers of ignorance. I see everything for what it really is.
And let me tell you, it sucks.But maybe it’s in my nature or genetic coding, but I can’t seem to ever lose hope. Not even if I wanted to. Thank you universe.