Oh, time...

tick tock, tick tock.

I'm not much of a fan of time.

"in due time"

everything seems to happen within "due time."

But I don't like it. It's as if you're being mocked.

You know damn well it won't happen, but you say to yourself,

"All in due time, Ashley."

and for some magically delicious reason, that makes it all better.

Well, fuck you very much for not believing a damn word of it.

Now kids, I am not pessimistic. In fact, I'm more positive now than I have ever been

(fuckin ray of sunshine over here!)

but that whole, dissapointment is a product of expectation thing...that right there, gets to me.

Because expectations lead to hope, hope leads to happines, and well, we all wanna be happy, right?

And not that circumstantial happiness bullshit, that changing your actions and keeping that happiness constant, happiness!

but expect not!

For disappointment will ream it's ugly head right up your ugly ass.

Cynisism never looked good on me.

*throws mic*