The time is coming.
I can hear it snickering back there, back where? Not to far away…And if the wind catches it the right way, it whispers to me, cold and clammy, and I cannot believe, CANNOT BELIEVE that old age is coming.
I will lose my mobility.I will lose my freedom.I will lose my mind.I will lose my friends to cancer, heart disease, stroke, and
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Please never let me wear spandex as an old lady. EVER!
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Spandex!
Our bones will be to frail to even attempt maneuvering spandex. (especially with our skin having no more elasticity - always in the way)
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But I am NEVER growing a beard. That's what Nair and Waxing is for.
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think about all those little old ladies, so cute, so small, curled over, pushing a walmart shopping cart - (they shop at walmart they KNOW nair exists) bitching about the youth today. The emo kids, the goth kids, MTV, methamphetamines, who understands all this nonsense?
Beards? gotees? mutton chops? these things don't concern us.
BEARDS! I AM TELLING YOU.
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use this wisely in the future.
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they got puffy, red and burnt.
then I naired my arms.
they got puffy, red and burnt.
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