Jumbled
Friday, September 25th, 2009The words are jumbled, stilted.
You wear pointy heels and your ringtone is Journey.
Almost a whisper.
Reading too much sauce, I ache.
Far too uncomfortable with the man holding a turkey sandwich, I smile and walk away. That feeling that someone is staring at your ass? Yeah.
I’ve sat here, the screen taunting me for days. Too scared to [...]