You know when your speech teacher tells you not to say um, but then you think about not saying um so much that you end up saying um?
That's what I am like. I know I shouldnt write like that, but I cant help it. I read this and want to share it but it doesnt come out that way.
Kinda like crazies yelling in the street at 2 a.m. Dont they know that copy editors are the only ones who should be up this late?
Juice boxes? So much is going on in the world and all I could write about was juice boxes. I just get the idea that not everyone has a voice and then I think about what a gift it is to share my opinions with the world and that's when I um.
(the pope has signature red shoes)
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