If anyone ever tells you that you're repulsive, they're completely right. Your mouth is made out of butthole, you're chock full of bacteria and acid. Your spine wasn't built to stand up straight and you're immune system doesn't know your eyes exist. You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
So don't let anyone tell you that you're not gross. You are, and it's awful. Sure, all of your parts working in concert make up a terrifically capable, interesting and unique human, but you're always gonna be made of some kind of goo. On the bright side, if anyone ever offers to rearrange your guts, let them know that in fact, they do that by themselves. It might not be perfect, but it's at least a bit of a consolation.
Anyways, here's to the inherent horror show of being. Your body may be a haunted house, but at least haunted houses are exciting.
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