ode to 22.
unattractive lately.
even after the call goes "so big deal the moons gorgeous right now, its got nuthin on your eyes."
blush. thoughtful, it was. so he cares, or likes, or something.
flustered. excitement for their image of me is not the same as flustered, excitement for myself. but it does evoke a grin in the very least.
all in all, this year ill smile twice as much as possible for the ambition to be in good spirits,
when chimes in one of the inebriated collegians "shit, crystal's such a badass."
and smoke swims off my lips,
staring at some shipwreck
i recite once more, "of course."
even after the call goes "so big deal the moons gorgeous right now, its got nuthin on your eyes."
blush. thoughtful, it was. so he cares, or likes, or something.
flustered. excitement for their image of me is not the same as flustered, excitement for myself. but it does evoke a grin in the very least.
all in all, this year ill smile twice as much as possible for the ambition to be in good spirits,
when chimes in one of the inebriated collegians "shit, crystal's such a badass."
and smoke swims off my lips,
staring at some shipwreck
i recite once more, "of course."