ever have a boss decide to nickname you superman? i know i wish i didn't.
ran into an ooold friend after work on tuesday. its a trip, not that our lives were ever similiar, but you just dont imagine that somewhere in between games of tag and a stabbing came a daughter who's 5 now. has he killed anyone? probably. but he smiles like a perfect retail worker, and even though he sat in the chair im in now about 3 times a week, he kept that life seperate, kept me safe. there wasnt much to talk about in the parking lot of washington mutual. hope turned 10, he's turning 21. he wants me to tell bunky to come his way when she turns 18. i wont.
ran into another old friend last week. she just, kept talking about acid-this, my whatever is so-that. as she talked i realized that under all the drugs, black clothes black wild hair black eyeshadow, she felt like a prep screaming LOOK AT ME!!
im about to miss the bus.
ran into another old friend last week. she just, kept talking about acid-this, my whatever is so-that. as she talked i realized that under all the drugs, black clothes black wild hair black eyeshadow, she felt like a prep screaming LOOK AT ME!!
im about to miss the bus.