OKAY SO LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE SHITTIEST COOKIE RECIPE ON THIS GOD FORSAKEN ROCK WE CALL A MOTHERFUCKING PLANET. So Ghiradelli, who was once a beloved and trusted name in my household, gave a chocolate chip cookie recipe on the back of their chocolate chip bag. Innocent baking fun, right? NO! ASSFUCKING WRONG! I did not deviate from their instructions because I trusted this demon possessed chocolate connoisseur of evil intentions and broken dreams. I HAD THEIR SHIT FUCK EGGS AND THEIR GODDAMN BAKING SODA! BUT IT DIDN’T MATTER! But I was still unaware as I prepped the betrayal dough to be put on the baking shit, like a lamb for slaughter. And I can remember, so clearly, me thinking “ungreased cooking sheet?” BECAUSE IT SAID UNGREASED BUT I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!!! So I placed the balls of soon to be destruction and misery on the sheet and placed them in the oven. and waited. And then when I removed them from the oven THEY WERE MOTHERFUCKING PUDDLES ON THE MOTHER FUCKING PAN. I waited for them to cool, hoping they would come out in one piece and this monstrosity could be saved. But as I raised my spatula to slide the cookies out: pure carnage. IT WAS LIKE THESE ASS SHIT COOKIES WERE WELDED TO THIS SHEET! LIKE IT WAS TRYING TO REMOVE THE FUCKING SWORD FROM THE STONE! No cookie was spared. And this. THIS is what I have to live with now. My once baking innocent is shaddered, and I will never be the same, not since after the war. I can still hear the sound of the spatula scraping the sheet, constantly scraping
this is the angriest response to cookies i have ever seen
Just throwing this out there I never grease my cookie sheet. Ever.
Funny response to cookie recipe gone bad. #angry #cookies
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Heal toe, heal toe, one foot in front of the other… right left right left. Feet in starting position close together as the pattern goes on they get farther apart, going faster and faster, heal toe, heal toe, hitting the ground harder and harder adding bounce, starting in the legs effecting the rest of the body, all in motion.
Some people run for health reasons, to maintain good health, build tone to the body and loss of weight. Other people run for fun, as a habit or hobby it makes them happy, enjoying life that much more. I run for the hell of it, to replace the mental pain and clear the mind
Faster and fast the heart is beating, bump - bump… bump - bump… the lungs are resperating, transferring oxygen from the air into the bloodstream, and releasing carbon dioxide from the blood stream into the atmosphere.
My heart beating so fast, my lungs, working so hard, the combination of the two added with my asthmatic difficulty breathing: making my lungs tight, with a burning sometimes stinging sensation, just to breath.
Body starts to pick up speed, warming the skin, heating the body. Slowly moisture starts to escape from the pores of the skin, building up sweat. Sweat that is dripping from the hair line. Running down the cheeks, leaving the face wet.
Ruwith tear like sweat running down my face, and a tightening sensation in the lungs, that’s when I feel it. PAIN its a physical pain. Painful like a anxiety attack, I cant breath, but if I focus and don’t get caught up in the moment I really can breath. As I continue to run the pain grows like a tattoo, it only stings a little bit, but I can handle it, its almost relieving . Relieving as a distraction, physical pain to distract me from the mentally emotional pain that consumes my mind, heart and soul.
Wesley, I seriously have feelings for him that I have never had for another person
The one Day of the year men buy crap society tells them that they NEED to buy in order to make their partner “feel” Loved. (when really they are just hoping to get laid)to compensate for the other 364 days a year for being jerks.
The primary motive behind Valentines day is MONEY and plenty of it! Hallmark is cleverly cashing in on the sales of Valentines Day greeting crads. THe same with people who sell flowers, Candy and cute cuddley teddy bears. THey all do is under a creative disguise of something called love.
They do this while making single people feel sad, degrading them. Society forces you to feel inadequare and less of a person because you are not involved in a “RELATIONSHIP” they alienate you becuase you choose to be celibate. They criticize you becuase you are content with a romantice less relationship. They surround you with sickening displays of kissing, cupids, hearts, and public displays of affection until if forces you to give in or vomit.
Valentines has a bad effect on the general population of the human race. Example, instead of pleasantly surprising someone you care about. People now exspect gifts to be exchanged in a Valentines day ritual. Giving gifts to make someone feel special should have personal motives (motives of honestly wanting to make that person feel special and “loved”) NOT a ritual becuase society and people around you EXPECT it.
When it comes down to it valentines day is an overrated capitalistic invention by Hallmark to make money with and sick side affects of lowering self-esteeem of many individuals.
Life is 10% of what happens to you and 90% of how you react to it. Sometimes you’re dealt a difficult hand in life, but its up to you to make it work in your favor.
I have recently learned about this website called “http://www.wefeelfine.org” Every few minutes, this website searches the world’s newly posted blog entries for occurrences of the phrases “I feel” and “I am feeling”. When it finds such a phrase, it records the full sentence, up to the period, and identifies the “feeling” expressed in that sentence, & then saves the sentence to this website. It will grow and change as we grow and change, reflecting what’s on our blogs, what’s in our hearts, what’s in our minds. It makes the world seem a little smaller, and it helps people see beauty in the everyday ups and downs of life.
Check it out for yourself http://www.wefeelfine.org/