missed my senior picture. whatevs.
sitting in a pile of forms a few months too early? I am prepared, they say, for the decision making process. carefully inject me with application, consume my carpet with paperwork. I just wanted to talk to someonen or just, you know, hang out.
a year and a week, a year and a day. through christmas and the senior prom, through pain and calculus. I often hear the word hope. I'm being cryptic again, you can bite my lips in reply, punk music blaring in the background. I just like it because boys look good with eyeliner.
preferred name? I never know what to say. SB, pretending anything means something. back to work! back to the stranger, back to your sea. back to writing bold letters with old stencils. back to pretending (how to write).
Posted by samantha at August 14, 2004 03:34 PM