Sad stories have their own way of projecting themselves dramatically after a short simmer of collected moments. It's the short-cake of how a man orgasms, not a lady. Because I have read before that a woman's orgasm may last for a whole 2 minutes but that isn't the point honestly. A man would just have his most loved tingle sensation before the moment of the waited volcanic outbreak; eruption. Again, isn't a point meant to be associated with purpose to this post. Sad stories. Many people have tried to stop seeing sad stories to be sad. Some succeed for just few stories short but the rest, nay (Rudolph). What should one do when the total amount of these unwelcome moments begin to exceed the point of handling capacity? Jumping off high floors don't seem to help in a moral sense so we won't start discussing water pollution of drowning theories. Maybe a drink or two but that doesn't help the long run, just the short. The argument here would be, many shorts make a long as how a little bit would become a hill eventually. Then again, that's not the point. I have once been victimized by those who dare not want to achieve a certain sense of corporate responsibility. They disagreed though have agreed in prior of the humiliation. To these people, do note that a crab never forgets though forgiveness might have been stamped out a post long before. Shame on you liars of sorts! This ramble may proceed further than it usually would,just a precaution forehand. You bitched me but I know you do so only because you have a very low sense of acceptance and attention. You put one down so you may for yourself, climb a certain ladder of recognition. Sorry to burst your bubble Ms. I-Queen-Bitch, but people listen to your stories just because they weren't given a choice to stuff the male's organ for reproduction into your gap hole, or for short, shut you up. I hate you for now in love, but I hope karma takes a bite at the shoes you leave by your kitchen.
