let's see how this all started
I was innocently once a hungry, pure boy on the hunt for a good meal, I searched everywhere for answers and turned to something I'd never had before - ramen
I told almost everyone on discord about it, I even went to my good friend stevy
I had never had it before, maybe I could learn how to make it? I was in luck!
hours later he agreed to share the burden of knowledge with me
I was overjoyed
he showed me the packet
many, many dirty thoughts were running through my mind, hurtful words were thrown
stevy eased my mind and showed me his battlestation
again, this raised many questions, and lead me on a moral journey to find myself
this was all well and good, it was a new life experience, the kind you experience only once in life. this wasn't like going to college or kissing a girl, no, this was supposed to be something magical, and in my innocence I made one mistake
I trusted him.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/African-American_Civil_Rights_Movement_(1954%E2%80%931968)
in the midst of my crying, he delivered the final blow
CASUALTIES AND LOSSES:
1 ramen
1 opened can of dr pepper
1 me
we often find ourselves asking the biggest questions in life, like what is the meaning? is there an end? will there even be a bowl of ramen I want to lay my eyes on again?
no.
no there is not.
