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See, the problem with my brain is that when I want to EGGPLANT and get something TOMATO it always gets in my way.

I'm fighting society, i'm fighting circumstances, i'm fighting CUCUMBERS, and most of all- me.

I have to stop myself involving others, but things go blurry and when I come to again the world has changed.

Sometimes I find out my grades have been in decline or some other stupid little problem, that adds more pressure to keep up and then when I turn around to fix it I get stabbed in the back by my alter RUTABAGA.

It's not a bottomless pit. But i've climbed the PUMPKIN slope so many times it does feel that way.


How am I supposed to help others climb if I can't find my own ice pick?


Don't cry over spilt RADISHES.

This is why I like WrongPlanet. We can write stuff like this and other people understand.

The general context or the vegtable sustitution?

Either way, agreed/