TEA IS BORING
It is brown
It is warm
It has milk in it
It’s quite nice sometimes when you feel like it
BUT THAT IS IT please stop going on about how your life depends on it, please it’s really sad, make your life depend on bright colours and justice and hysterics and even tadpoles i promise they are far more interesting and unique than boring liquids in mugs that leave brown rings and we drink like we breathe just for something, anything to do because has become so normal.
I’m allowed to be harsh it’s just me on this blog. And i can’t say it to your face. But i wish i could. But even if i did just say ‘tea is boring’ the reply would be entirely faithful, entirely, ‘ohh i can’t live without me cuppa tea in the morning’ and tea love would reignite and i’d be trapped in your fucking boring love affair once more.
Tea til you die.