smiles aren't something I do very often thankyou.verymuch
but, occasionally, i'm looking for everything and nothing and i see it in the way her hips sway when she walks
And I Hate That. I Never Did That. Before.
and now i'm smiling. you think i'm lying? later i'll be crying. why isn't she dying? Isn't That What We Do?!
the brick walls surround me the depression's mounding up, here! I Am Not One Of Those Pigs but sometimes you've gotta find something to feel good about ****