In the car window as it flashes past, her reflection is entirely average. Ms. Nobody. The eyes have lost something, perhaps a spark. They are the emptiest eyes she has ever seen. Glazed over, as if she is looking deep into a pool that she cannot fathom, and its depth puzzles her.
And in the car, the moment freezes in her mind: see, shes waiting for someone.
Someone who wont come.
anyway, on a completely different note, I must say that I'm highly anticipating this bands upcoming performance.
can I get a HELL YES?
That is all for tonight suicidegirls.com.
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Also, there's chocolate, Nando's chicken and boobs out there. For those alone you should be willing to try!