I'm sort of like a post-modern vegetarian; I eat meat ironically.
I'm English and as such I crave disappointment. That's why I buy Kinder Surprise.
It's the augmented fourth, or diminished fifth, depending on your outlook on life.
I'm English, and as such I crave disappointment. That's why I buy Kinder Surprise. Horrible chocolate; nasty little toy: a double-whammy of disillusionment! Sometimes I eat the toy out of sheer despair.
So many beautiful things, I cannot possess them all!
I tend to go through periods worrying, "Where am I going, I can't see a way out of this," and it becomes quite stressful. But sometimes you have to take a bet on yourself.