if not, i become a grumbler.
people don’t like being around pain in the butts grumblers.
it’s annoying. (and to think i was about to *go* there)
even Jesus doesn’t like when people complain.. (Phil. 2:14 do EVERYthing without complaining/grumbling/murmuring..)
sometimes, i just can’t think of anything to write about.. then i stumble over sumthin’ that basically sums up what i’d like to say but dare not cuz if i say it then i’d become a part of the masses of people that people complain about who are pain in the butts grumblers.
heh heh.. (that was on purpose)
anyway.. i found this..
I think I’m done.
then i was like..
why is that girl buggin’ out like that? doesn’t she know there’s a reason to keep going?
not that i don’t understand how she’s feeling, but come onnnnn…
pull yOself together, chicKLet!!
i’m talking to her AND myself..
READERS are worth my time. i like to share my thoughts (whether silly or slightly normal) with YOU!
sO, i decided to write a rhybloem. (rhyming blog-poem, get it?? nevermind.. lol)
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that’s me.. when i’m all happy self. |