That girl and I are both having bad bangs days. Only, her messy yet plastered-to-forehead bangs accentuate her artistic style of together yet disheveled � she looks like someone who can legitimately talk about Harold and Maude or who is taken seriously for being idealistic.
When I go down the stairs I watch myself bounce. I watch my skin and my body go up and down, it�s satisfying almost � a rise and a pull. I wonder how really skinny people feel going down stairs, especially skinny boys. I think of one skinny person in particular but it�s probably just because I�ve been reading The Things They Carried so horror is on the mind. Or maybe, that frame will be my archetype forever.
I wonder what it would be like to never bounce down stairs. For all of everything else, I don�t want that.
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