{"id":199,"date":"2018-04-08T04:33:31","date_gmt":"2018-04-08T04:33:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/illiteratures.com\/?p=199"},"modified":"2018-04-08T04:36:17","modified_gmt":"2018-04-08T04:36:17","slug":"sarah-dippity-do","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/2018\/04\/08\/sarah-dippity-do\/","title":{"rendered":"Sarah Dippity Do"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Life is chock-full of many disappointments &#8211; get used to it. I wanted to be six feet tall. I wanted to be a movie star with worshipping fans. I wanted 4 million followers, None of these things are ever going to come true.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This really does hurt. I&#8217;m thinking and sleeping in whispering and hurting. I am I&#8217;m trying to think about something &#8211; eyes are closed and I&#8217;m remembering not much. I think back to a time when I was younger and I lived another location. People knew me in this location but I was only there for a short time. thankfully that time was a good period of time. It made me a better man until I was no longer any better than any other man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The first time I met you I knew that you and I would be friends. It&#8217;s because we have so much in common and besides we despised everybody else on the face of the Earth. I can&#8217;t remember if we got along well or not but it was better than not getting along with anybody else. I think therefore I must sort of be or at least I think I was, so goes but not too far. Calculating the mysteries of life is wonderful or are they wonderful.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Take what you can from what I say and her lit up the sky a mess hard and wide as he can cuz you must throw out all convictions and all miscommunications while discovering what truly makes one Wonder. I&#8217;m hopelessly devoted of all seriousness and slightly misunderstood by all this calculated sky and Reasonable Doubt and reasonable Whimsical hyperbole it&#8217;s fun to say things when you don&#8217;t understand what you&#8217;re actually say and I continue mumbling on Words as a sky forces me to recall the greatest views of writing my brain thoughts. I&#8217;m not really remembering much about you. My brain cries out for this it hurts the sentimental Malarkey and rumbling rumbles.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Life is chock-full of many disappointments &#8211; get used to it. I wanted to be six feet tall. I wanted to be a movie star with worshipping fans. I wanted 4 million followers, None of these things are ever going to come true. This really does hurt. I&#8217;m thinking and sleeping in whispering and hurting. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/2018\/04\/08\/sarah-dippity-do\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Sarah Dippity Do&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-199","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/199","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=199"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/199\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":200,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/199\/revisions\/200"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=199"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=199"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=199"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}