Talkin' Shit About A Pretty Sunset

Standing forlornly at my deceased friend Nate's funeral last weekend, I vowed that I would become a better person, that I wouldn't say mean, critical or shallow things about other people no matter who they are or what they do.

Easier said that done.

I don't think I have an addiction to shit talking, and my friends know I'm not like that, but I need to cut it out of my life.

I'm not any more insecure or fucked up than the next person, so why can't I stop? Maybe I need to move to the midwest and start using adverbs like "surely", as in, "We surely are glad you folks stopped by." That might cure it.