The Breeding Ground of Leprosic Angels


Likes
Pregnant women, children, lemonade
Dislikes
People who stand in the middle of the hall, fume hoods, steamed broccoli, the wrath of God, the Japanese whaling industry, getting blisters on my feet, skimpy wedding dresses, pop cans suspiciously stuck inside of cups, severe dust allergies, West Virginian suicide rates, midgets, penguins wearing impossibly small top hats, prolapsed wombs, the blasphemous, philanderers, striped ribbons with a glossy finish, babies with no hair, short people who insist on being called midgets, the color blue when it appears in a way that is unbecoming of its personality, God appearing as a burning bush, hotdog and spaghetti water, when crumbs get stuck under my keyboard, black widows ambushing me while I piss, Esparanto when it is spoken by a blind woman, nipples that leak brown discharge, when freakishly tall people can see over the bathroom stall walls, people who insist on calling midgets little people, dying to AIDS during the zombie apocalypse, my veins getting tangled up in knots, churches with arcades in them, washing machines clanking and making scary demonic noises, water touching my face, little people (not midgets)
Anyone who can love me is the purest kind of angel.