I'm worn out like an old sneaker hanging on a power-line, my skin feels tight and my head feels like its filled with lukewarm oatmeal.
I know I'll feel new soon. When I'm with him, I always feel new. My eyes are round jewels wet in my head, my nails are shiny again, I can sense every movement in the peripherals of the room, I can think about what I need to do.
But right now, I'm tired. My eyes are slits of blackness and my nails are dull. I can't feel the room around me, ca't think about anything...I know I need to do SOMETHING. what is it?
I don't want to be idle like this, I need to start filming, I need to move my hands and stretch my fingers, they will curl around the moon like tentacles, and I will pull the man down who is so lonely up there, and he will whisper in my ear. He will tell me the stories of millenniums, and I will write them down and turn them into film for you to see.
Today after school I want to film the sunset...But I can't. My AP Literature teacher is showing Hamlet (the bad version, with Mel Gibson in it) and if I stay to watch, I can earn extra credit. Afterwards, my best friend Nikki is driving and we're going to Tates, I'm going to pick up a gift for my boyfriend of 6 months, this Saturday...I've been planning something special, a moonlit picnic, a fire, delicious food, and music. Hopefully I can pull it off, and the Rain Gods will not bathe us in their indifference.
Does anyone have suggestions to make Saturday night even better?
you right very pretty I felt it was like those short stories Mrs Wait would asign haha
ReplyDeleteand about the suggestions for saturday... I just hope all turns out well, it sounds like a pretty good plan...
ps: no suggestions needed :P
Arrange for a band of pixies to come prancing out of the trees and sing you songs and stories of yore. That would surely be a date to remember.
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