link hereI sincerely hate how I only recently found out that pickles are just cucumbers. Straight up. I found out in the middle of a party and became the laughing stock of the night. And since, I've been excited with that new knowledge and, in disbelief, tell people, and still they mock me.
I'm 25-years-old, so I suppose I should have known that, but who has time to think about pickles and cucumbers? I mean, it's not like knowing the world is round. (which, incidentally, I also hate. The world feels fucking flat, man.)
My fucking parents didn't even tell me the difference. Can you believe that shit? I cannot believe it.
I hate that they never told me. They never told me how awful the world is and how mean people are - and now this.
What's the point of continuing on? For a few months there I felt fairly well adjusted. I was in touch with reality, switched on - all the while hating it, of course - and now I've got this shit to deal with. I'm going to be so fucking pissed off if I end up in a mental institution with this new piece of info on my mind. AAGGGGHH!!
What really pisses me off, though, what I really hate, is that for years I've been putting pickles AND cucumbers on my sandwiches; they've been overloaded with fucking cucumbers. It's bullshit.
I'm going to call my parents. ...they never told me...
Dec 8 6:39 AM MST