Grapples & Sex

Did you know they make Apples that taste like Grapes?

I saw them at the grocery store (They sell them at Metro, if you're curious), about a week ago.
I can't stop thinking about them.. so many questions come to my mind like

1. do they taste like Children Tylenol, or real grapes?

2. why would you be tempted to by an apple that tastes like a grape, when you can buy grapes that taste like grapes

3. Has anyone ever bought these?

4. Who is bored enough with their life to have to surprise themselves with grapples?

"I am craving an apple... oh, well look at that. it tastes like a grape. I think I'll become an astronaut. "

5. Does anyone else find interproduce relations gross?

Apples should not be having sex with grapes
and we should not be eating their mutant love child.
And what is making love?

my boyfriend said we dont make love, we have sex.
Well why the Fuck not?
I made him cry about it though.

i win. again.

Jackson Pollock

This might seem critical and judgmental.
But not every paint splatter is a work of art, right?

I'm an awkward painting.
I need to point out the bad so i can evolve from a paint-splatter.

into
something more legible.
I don't like Picassos.

BAD
1. Love Handles
2. Thin Hair. Boring.
3. inner thighs
4. Strange tan
5. Mean
6. Impatient
7. Lazy
8. Unemployed
9. Butt?
10. Perkier boobies please
11. Not a Ballerina
12. Not flexible enough.. yet
13. Selfish
14. Grumpy
15. Picky
16. Unmotivated
17. Weak
18. Too Proud
19. Too sensitive
20. Shy
21. Ugly Sneeze
22. Whiter Teeth
23. Always in the Background.
24. Educational Achievements wane

well now.
Harsh? Maybe.
But I have something to do
for the next 60/70 years,

while you sit around a knit.

Tiny Babies

I was looking for a job.
Mom drives me to high school, there is a nursery home next door.
My friends and I go inside, we find a room with tiny babies on display.
They are about the size of cabbage patch dolls, we think they are extra cute.

We hear a door opening and we know we are not supposed to be there.
My friends run to another room. I am stuck in the room with the tiny babies.
An old woman with white hair, sweet looking comes into the room and scolds me for being there.
She says people are not allowed in there because they can contaminate the air and asks me why i broke in.
I tell her not to worry, that I have siblings too and they are babies and I know how to take care of them.
She is still upset that I broke in, she makes me do volunteer work so she doesnt call the cops.

I feel trapped, I am missing my classes but I do not want my mother to find out that I was sneaking around into other people's houses so I just help her with her chores

I get excited because i have found a job, but then realize its not a real job, but maybe it will be good for experience

Zombies

Sometimes I honestly don't know what sort of information my brain can filter while I'm awake to produce such messed up imagery when I'm asleep.

Zombies.. really? I'm 18
they weren't scary.. they were just... there. doing zombie things

Maybe I will be posting more shortly.
The next one i remember most likely
stay tuned