I’d say they look better now than before tbh but I imagine that experience might be different from person to person
I used to get asked this a lot and the question does seem to pop up now and again. Since I haven’t done one of these in a while anyway, visual reference is probably best.
[Image Description: Text of the poem “To the Young Who Want to Die” by Gwendolyn Brooks, next to a black and white photo of the poet. Poem reads as follows:
Sit down. Inhale. Exhale. The gun will wait. The lake will wait. The tall gall in the small seductive vial will wait will wait: will wait a week: will wait through April. You do not have to die this certain day. Death will abide, will pamper your postponement. I assure you death will wait. Death has a lot of time. Death can attend to you tomorrow. Or next week. Death is just down the street; is most obliging neighbor; can meet you any moment.
You need not die today. Stay here–through pout or pain or peskyness. Stay here. See what the news is going to be tomorrow.
Graves grow no green that you can use. Remember, green’s your color. You are Spring.
Oh my god i had a dream last night that i was looking at getting a pet squirrel and i was on like the Petsmart page for squirrels and the little blurb was like “We were too impatient the last time we tried to breed squirrels for pets and we’re truly sorry for the pain and damage these insufficiently domesticated creatures caused. But we’ve been working hard for the past couple years and we hope you’ll find that these new squirrels make delightful and safe pets” bc a few years ago thered been a spate of travis the chimp-esque violent squirrel assaults on their owners
First person: What’s the most pettiest thing you’ve taken from your ex after y’all break up? I’ll go first -
Second person: Many years ago, just a few days before Christmas, um, my ex informed me that he was no longer happy. He was seeing someone else and, um, he just wanted to move on with his life. And he suggested I move out after the holidays because, you know, it was his house, and I understood that.
I left that same day. I called my sister, she brought a U-Haul, and we got my stuff out of there. But when I say my stuff, I meant my stuff. I took everything. He had nothing when I got there, I left him with nothing. And to top it off… I took the damn Christmas tree. Yes I did. Tied it to the top of my car, ornaments and all. I was riding down the highway, ornaments falling off. I felt like the Grinch. It was exhilarating. Ho ho ho you mother- I can’t say that.
ALT