A Black Feather, A poison pen... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the world seemed rose-tinted and angels appeared to descend. and suddenly, the blinders were thrown off and my idiotic devotion to some drama-queen hypocrite with the temerity to berate me for following the tone she established was finally washed away. through an interleaved web of small talk among my fellow bus-riders, i ended up making perfunctory, introductions and small-talk with some fantastic beauty i swear on all of my various extremities that she looks almost exactly like that actress Mia Kirshner i'll have to muster the nerve to do more than make small talk the next time i stumble across her path, and i hold no expectation of anything actually coming of my attraction to this woman but you never know. 3:18 p.m. - 2005-10-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
||||||
|
||||||