intriguing anecdote, brethren

The eloquence, forceful thought that is making me fill the spaces inside this page. Even if I type things that are gibberish, I could care less. I bet nobody even reads this stupid blog anyways. If I write a paragraph with no sense, nobody would read it. It’s just like a bunch of squiggly lines to people. Like for example, if I say that my ass is burning from all the hot wings I ate awhile ago, would people care? They would just read the first part of this paragraph and as long as it starts with a deep word that not a lot of people understand, like something that they have to google just to find the meaning? They would just read that first sentence and scroll pass through it. Like let’s say I add more words to this nonsense post. Like I wanna talk about the time I got caught picking my nose by the person I had a huge crush on during middle school, it’s a funny story. But people wouldn’t go farther than this line, it’s like they have a limit, or like when my friends were teasing me to this girl in middle school and she came over to say hi and I ran away looking like a little bitch. It’s funny because it’s embarrassing but still, people wouldn’t read this, as long as it doesn’t affect them, they wouldn’t read it. Because they would be like what the fuck? That’s a shit loads of alphabets and words, I’m not gonna waste my time reading that. And if you end this paragraph with a deep sentence, they might even reblog it without knowing what the body of the paragraph is about. And as the world turns, my mind will always be thinking about her.