they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

i almost died today.

and i would like to thank the man in the goldish toyota for making it almost possible. thank you for talking on your cell phone during rush hour. thank you for not noticing that traffic was stopped. thank you for not slowing down from your 70 or so miles-per-hour speed. thank you for honking at me. (at ME) thank you for the near-miss of my bumper as you swerved into the left lane. thank you for cutting of that white SUV and almost causing a huge accident. but mostly, thank you for making my heart skip four or more beats.

yours very truly,

pensive girl


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