In the hands of fate lies a dilemma: would we ever be safe; could we ever survive; should we ever have come?
What if a gift is shit? If the person who has bought the gift couldn’t give two rats arses about what the recipient derives enjoyment from or can make use of in their lives, then the gift will usually be utter crap.
Can we all just strap on a pair and grow up about grains? There has been too much hype, too much over-promotion, about grains as “superfoods”: they’re just great to eat.
As you can see from the title, this is very much a repeat. But the point still remains: I don’t have many friends, and I never really have.
I am an only child. It has shaped me in many different ways, some positive and some negative. I just wanted to tell you all a few bits about it all.
I have never been around the opportunity to develop either the basic interest or the practical skills in tending to vegetation.
I started liking more things on Twitter; I then started finding more things on Twitter to like. Liking things was good.