I'm a paragraph in a transition period. Really, I'm here to hold a spot for something much more interesting like the history of the tooth pick or perhaps a philosophical debate of the life cycle of the Axolotl salamander. As a simple block of text, I myself prefer sweeties, jelly beans mostly. You didn't know paragraphs liked candy, did you? You probably don't even think we have feelings. We do. How do you think it feels when someone traipses all over us with poor grammar and inconsiderate displays of tense confusion? It's terrible, I say. 



Look what you did.



Now I'm upset and I'm falling apart.



I'll be in the closet with a pound cake.