Fireworks

Today my mom and my friend are going out to buy fireworks. When my mom told me we were going, I just cryed. The fire and the works...it's just so STUPID! All of my neighbors make fun of me just becuase my works of fire aren't as spectacular as theirs. How big my fireworks doesn't matter...I mean, how big is my soul, you know? And they strut around with their huge...whatever. And they hide behind their fireworks so much like how big they are and stuff...and how fireworks is like their life. I only have one thing to say to that: If you hide for too long, you might really get lost...obviously I'm sufficating in dispare, and your advice would really be appreciated.

-John

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