How I Defy Reality
When my birthday cake has so many candles that it borders on being a fire hazard, I just think it’s the 4th of July.
I have a carnival mirror that makes me look 10 pounds thinner.
When I watch politicians arguing on T.V., I just pretend I’m watching a sitcom.
I believe that heartbreak is a workout for your heart … it takes the lickin’ but keeps on tickin’ even stronger than before.
I believe that bad people have a mental imbalance, which is why they should all be lobotomized.
By Father of JGKlein, used with permission (Father of JGKlein, used with permission) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
When I see reality stars profiting from their useless lives, I remind myself that they’re just over-paid carnival freaks.
When I hear that the “young rule the world” I think to myself that it’s the old and wise who have the ability to really screw with their minds.
When gravity is pulling down all my precious body parts, I hang upside down and everything is “back up where they belong.”
I believe that crazy is the new normal!
I believe that crazy people are happier than sane ones … who else can laugh at the malfunction of the universe?
I base my age on my mental state … I’ve been 12 years old for the last 36 years.
How do YOU defy reality?
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