Archive for: June, 2012
Sometimes you just crave mashed potatoes for no aparent reason other than you might just be craving mashed potatoes.
She came and went. She was like a ghost among them. Not a ghost to them. Something and something else I guess. That’s about how it goes. She was not addicted but enjoyed engaging in the activities as did they, again and again. Sometimes they would tell her that she was great, perfect. However, speak badly of her when she was not around. She knew. That she did. Although, chose to ignore their deceitful eyes and micro-expressions. And perhaps by around might I mean not present or might that mean something entirely different? Ultimately, she didn’t really care. In-fact who does? And she didn’t. Regarding to that they thought or said about her – that is. You see, it didn’t matter. She knew of something they didn’t, hadn’t, wouldn’t ever. What it meant. Why they were. Why they weren’t. She was intrigued by them. It was intriguing to her that they seemed to wholeheartedly believe what they expressed in the way they expressed it while trying to believe that which they expressed. All the while, wholeheartedly. Her name . . . I will now purposefully stop writing.