I think beautiful strangers have super powers. Besides extraordinary charisma(don't stare directly into their eyes, that's how they enchant you) and complete indifference to me(which translates to cool nonchalance), they can disappear, leaving only a vivid, dream-like memory. On a recent trip to a convenience store, I noticed one such girl reading a magazine when I walked in. I picked up a pint of peanut butter cup ice cream to appease my self-indulgent craving for something sweet and cold. I had to wait for the cashier to get back from the bathroom, and while I stood there, I couldn't help but glance at her occasionally. When the cashier got back, I paid for my ice cream and walked toward the door, but she was already gone. She wasn't in the store and I didn't see her walk out. It only took a moment of distraction for her to slip away. A phantom she may have been, her image still haunts my mind.
I only wanted to tell her that her mohawk looks incredible.
I only wanted to tell her that her mohawk looks incredible.
that krusty-o's thing totally made my day! only it turns out it's not the FEV but instead simply a gnarly case of strep.
and as far as the set thing goes, despite the fact that i am sick about once a month (more or less) there's never, ever been any bed sets at all on this site. totally original idea there.
and thanks for the well wishes, i'm already feeling better.