Posted by: nastypen | August 4, 2008


….I wore pink.

….I slipped and fell.

….I banged my knees. Yes, both of them.

….I saw the pointlessness.

….I tasted humiliation in the cold wet sidewalk.

….I wanted to dislodge myself….instead, I got up rubbed my knees and went into the building.

….I tell myself sentences that start with “At least I’m not in (insert worse situation{s} here).”

….I am tired and hurt.

….I bought a book with 150 short stories.

….I will just let other people’s words lick my wounds.


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