aleve

so, who remembers my love letter to advil?

yes well, i will always love advil. however, today...
tragedy struck the howson household.
it pains me even to just type it...
we ran out of the beloved advil.

i know, its hard to hold back the tears. but we all have to be strong and carry on.
and i know, i'm taking this much to seriously, but i don't give a fuck.
and i really needed my advil... i'm sick and i ache all over.
so, i moved on, to this stuff called aleve. (i might not be spelling that right...).

now, i woke up today, and i went to find my bottle of advil, and i opened it up after fighting with it for a good 4 minutes because i can't ever get past the child proof cap, and it was empty.
so i went downstairs and found the aleve.
and i took 2.

WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I LOATHE YOU, ALEVE.
ALEVE, YOU SADDEN ME LIKE NO OTHER.

you, aleve, you are a LIE.
you don't kill pain and aches.
you know what you do?
NOTHING. NOT A THING.
so, i will continue to sit here, aching and in pain and all, from my sickness,
in till my mother comes back from the store with my beloved advil.

advil?
i'm sorry i let you run out before i got more of you, before it was too late.

so, take this to heart my fine furry friends:
aleve, is shit at it's finest. it doesn't work, trust me, i found out the hard way.

smellyalata,

krisi :)