jxiaty
When I was younger, my sister and I were examining our reflections in an old upright mirror in my grandmother's bedroom. All of a sudden she gasped, "What are those hairs on the side of your face!"
"I dunno, I mumbled" she, being five years my senior, was the only one who was allowed to know something the other didn't.
"Only boys have those!"
What? I was a boy? I burst into tears and continued to think hysterical thoughts until five minutes later when my mom poked her head in the room and called us to go get ice-cream.
If only I could get over my fears so easily now.
Oh. The saddest adjective. Why are some things easily forgotten and others burned into our brain seemingly irreversibly? Forgetfulness can be a curse, but also a blessing
I'm wondering how many people will mistake this for "waiver"
Whatever happens I will not waver from this path.
AP TESTING OR BUST
they slipped out from beneath her lids. Secrets, not meant to be seen by anyone. This wasn't her. Who made these weak drops line her eyes as if waiting for something. What were they waiting for?
styrofoam pellets. The kind where you open something new and they go EVERYWHERE. I'm pretty sure they're each specially manufactured to stick to any and every surface including the carpet, your clothes, and your dog who will then proceed to run around half crazed trying to get the little white aliens of its back.
robot
root
rot
lot
low
law
raw
ran
run
fun
fin
win
won
wow.
Love love love love. Like an albino tiger, different and odd. But beautiful and fierce in its own way. It has the same stripes and the same claws, but its beauty is different, less obvious. It makes you really look at it, listen to it. and think.
Whiskey. Vodka. Beer. Wine. Shots. Coolers. Margaritas. Pina Coladas. Screwdrivers. Sangria. ALCOHOL.
Get out of my life.
I'm about to trust the couldn't-care-less workers of a commercial airline with my $7500 cello on a transcontinental flight. Wish me luck.
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