I did it; I sold my baby. She's gone now, gone forever. Sniff.
It's a very emotional decision, you know, to sell one's baby. There are attachment issues, breaking that bond of love, saying goodbye. Not to mention accurate pricing and market demand.
I did it; I sold my baby. She's gone now, gone forever. Sniff.
It's a very emotional decision, you know, to sell one's baby. There are attachment issues, breaking that bond of love, saying goodbye. Not to mention accurate pricing and market demand.
If you had to give up one of your senses, which would you give up? Sight, smell, sound, touch, or taste?
I'd give up smell. In a heartbeat.
Farts. Vomit. Rotten eggs. Good riddance!
It's funny to look back at all the dumb things you've done and wonder how you got through it all, isn't it?
Like that time you climbed onto the roof of your house and told your cousins you could fly. Or that time you climbed onto the roof of your school because you were messing around with a substitute teacher. Boy, you sure like to climb onto roofs, don't you?
Or maybe that's just me.
That moment, that instant we're born: are we good? Or are we evil?
Do we arrive into the world with a predisposition for good deeds, good thoughts, and good intentions? Or are we innately bad, inclined for evil acts, evil notions, and evil desires?
Me, I don't think it's either case. I think we're born selfish, (though selfishness is generally considered an "evil" trait). Allow me to posit: