Once, there was…

Once, there were, those three little pigs, that didn’t know any better…once, there was, that young lady who went to her grandma’s to bring her food ‘cuz grandma wasn’t well, blah, blah, blah, and, did we, learn ANYTHING, form the story of these onces???

Of course not, because if we had, then, they wouldn’t, keep on, repeating again, again, again, and again, with minor differences.  The story of once, can be one of the tones of regret, because once, there were, so many things I could’ve done differently, but I didn’t, ‘cuz I was, way too M***ER F***ING (maxed out, remember???) retarded!

and here,

and here, is, that book of stories…photo from online…

The story of once, that, is a tale of regrets that expanded into the billions of lightyears that filled up this galaxy, there’s, NO way ‘round that!  The story of once, how can I, snap out of this story of once?  Or, am I, destined, to keep on, repeating this god DAMN cycle of bullshit, huh???

The story of once, there’s, one way, to put a perfect end to that, never to act on it!  So, the story of once becomes, history, and, terminated, but, you can’t, because you will, keep on, repeating that exact SAME cycle of behaviors, because you lacked the abilities, to, INTROSPECT, and realize that there was, something that wasn’t, quite right with your lives before, and make that change!

So, the story of once, continues………