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ICE CREAM BINGE

Its 3:52am, I’m having those nights all over ( you know those nights when you get up and then going back to bed is so difficult) yes those nights. I’ve been up since about 2:26am because my roommate took my duvet all to herself and the weather is awfully cold but we make sacrifices for those we care about right?                         

            So this is me and my huge glasses, a sweat jacket alongside socks covering my awfully cold feet, and the cravings for potato chips and Coca-Cola(I almost started frying my own sweet potatoes at this time but ). Plugged in headphones on the highest volume so I can't hear the raindrops but I guess they find their way to bother me, I mumbling to the chorus of  Jon Bellion's “the good in me” from his album The Human condition my best followed by Growth

Your heart's a vine that I've bled trying to climb
Yeah, you're making a ruin of me
Try to survive, keep my spirit alive
But like a knife in the woods
Yeah, you hunt down the good in me
One temptation sparked this, Now I can feel the darkness It's my own fault but you had this planned…Jon though

       I know, I know I ditched gossiping with Elaine(My laptop), for the time I was away I picked up some acts like naming stuff I regard as important to me there’s Renée- my hair and then Nandi, Meghan and Madison.

       Most times I think life brings you a very large bucket of vanilla ice cream with coconut shavings, chocolate chips a bit of hazelnut and caramel on top(I’m sorry I guess that’s my spec). yeah: my stomach is rumbling already as  the mental picture flashes in my subconscious.

        I think most times life just sorts of takes this whole package and then puts it in a large glass box with a huge sign saying don’t touch, like sitting in an ice cream parlor while on a strict diet. Well that’s how I feel now a lot of  seemingly pleasant things around me but then this tiny voice says “don’t touch” most times I resist the urge to scream “why then do you put it right in front of me” or  “why do you then make it into everything I would like?” I can’t answer the question. Why do I feel I’m being pulled into a web, as though someone shows me a nice Swiss chocolate bar and then I move closer while the person draws further away.

Then I’ve found out some time’s  while you still sit in the ice cream parlour looking at that big bucket of creamy heaven, someone else gets to take a scoop of that ice cream and the person complains how much she hates caramel or coconut shavings and then you hear she goes on and on downplaying it and deep down you’re literally dying to have a taste of “Perfection”. Twisted aye?


       The moves life comes up with and then        BOOM!!!”Checkmate”

P.s I'm craving Nice Ice cream





Comments

  1. Unknown28 July 2018 at 13:07

    We never get our favorite flavors of ice cream, do we? Sometimes we have to settle for the Fanices and Supremes of life.

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  2. Anonymous25 June 2020 at 03:11

    I felt that someone takes a scoop and complains (I'll complain about the coconut shaving too) but then again the ice cream we see as perfect could be funky on the inside. To each his/her own

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  3. Marachee25 June 2020 at 03:13

    Why do I feel this has nothing and at the same time everything to do with ice cream

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