lets see....
so for our group story
I'm billy
Jill is P.J. in most scenes
Leon is Dead boy and sparky
I think I've already said this. But oh well.
I was feeling like this today :
To the street
She cast her smile
to the street
she tried to set it free
it snagged on rusted fire escapes
was swept with autumn leaves
it fluttered to the cobblestones
was kicked at in the street
it drowned in rainbow oil spills
was crushed under heavy feet
it cowered in dark doorways
was broken piece by piece
it whispered at the corners
was traded to a thief
she cast her smile
to the street
and sold it to be free
Working in hospitality makes it feel like your selling your smile along with the coffee. Turns you rather cynical. *sigh*
Had the chorus for an old song stuck in my head all day. Caught myself singing. No-one else did mwahaha....
One day left. We better have a graduation or I will be extremely displeased. I might even attend if we have one.
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