Land escape

Land escape. It's not the bastard/love child of a Ford Escape and a Toyota Landcruiser (my god, can you imagine how ugly that kid would be??).

Land escape. It's not some crazy rickety scaffolding the neighbor smokes cigarettes on that's only supposed to be used to get the hell off land if it catches fire and all the other exists are burning.

Land escape. It's not how you accidentally pronounce landscape if you're learning English and Spanish is your mother tongue. Well, maybe it is, but don't feel bad. You should hear how confused everyone was when they asked how long I was staying in Mexico City. Diez días. Deeee-ezzzzz deeeeee-yawwwz. Dammit!
They understood dammit.

Land escape. It's just something I wish I was doing right now instead of sitting around feeling broke and sorry for myself in a puddle of pms and escaping my way through this whole damn chocolate bar.

This is my entry for the #monomad challenge, held daily in the Black and White Community.
Give it a try. Then get the hell outta here. Never look back.

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