TONE:

Beneath my feet is the soil of most beautiful mountain summit ever to be placed on the façade of planet earth - or at least the most beautiful one I’ll reach in my life. The view around me is not something I can grasp with just a glance; it must be absorbed, appreciated, you must immerse yourself into its sheer, mystifying artistry. Views like this are the kinds of things that make you question your entire existence, like you were only put on this world, in this lifetime, to see this view. Grasp how small you are in this world, and bask in the glory that Mother Nature has laid before us.

This hike was incredibly overrated. The view isn’t even that wonderful, I’m unbelievably tired, and I want nothing more than to get down. I do not want to open my eyes to see the “beauty” of this view. I’m tired and I’m bored and I highly regret ever agreeing to do this hike. It’s stupid. Why do people do this for fun? Why didn’t I pack more food? I could’ve been lounging on the beach and relaxing this vacation, but no, I did a stupid hiking trip. I hate nature. 

Angry Letter

Dear people who use the phrase “I hate everything”,

Can you PLEASE just be quiet and stop complaining. You’re doing nothing productive or beneficial with your continuous whining (except managing to annoy nearly everyone around you). You cannot honestly tell me that you hate absolutely everything about the universe. What kind of monster can find absolutely no happiness or beauty in this world? It’s pathetic. Stop being so utterly miserable.

But, let me get this straight. You’re trying to tell me you hate sunsets, shooting stars, THE MOON? Who even are you? Are you real? How is it even physically possible for someone to be so incredibly negative? I’m begging you, find something you love. Hot chocolate? Long showers? Making new friends? Waking up and realizing you still have time to sleep? How can you honestly hate all of those things?

This life is beautiful. You are a glorious being, act that way. Your body is merely a casing for a soul that has the power to make this life beautiful. Do not let a bad day define you. Its just a bad day, that does not come even close to defining the circumstances for the rest of your life. How can you hate thinking about how perfectly imperfect and limitless your life is? Search for the things you love in this world, and love them endlessly.

Do not hate. Ever. Stop using such a hateful phrase to define things so exquisite. You sound entirely idiotic and unbelievably annoying. Just shut up and think positively for once.

Sincerely,

Shaeleen Hughes