She Took the Midnight Train Going Anywhere


…and she let out a mild giggle as she looked out the window [😂 the one on the other side of the train, smartass]. Yes! It was finally happening. 

She breathed the air in slowly, and although it was not as fresh as she had dreamt it would be, it was not that bad, plus it did not smell like human’s sweaty and dirty body, and his musty clothes. 

“A bitch has no collar. A bitch has no owner. A bitch has no name. A bitch’s not the same. A bitch has no soul. A bitch is, at last, on her own”, she muttered, before closing her eyes.

She thought about going to doggo’s house, kissing his butt and licking his ears, then lying down, with her back on the ground, and as soon as he came closer, releasing hot urine into his face. She giggled again. 

“A bitch is free. This bitch.”


Wanna Hear a ‘Spirit’ Joke?

Man to Spirit:
I have nobody to call my own.

Spirit to Man:
Well, I have no body to call my own; excuse me.

When your melancholy is so pathetic you’re having a conversation with a spirit, a non-empathetic spirit who has priorities and needs. Life as a spirit isn’t all that rosy either, apparently…