Wordplay

Waiting.

You’re cruel. You know I hate waiting. And you also know that, although I loathe it, I’d still wait a million years for you.

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ART, FASHION, Wordplay

Hopeful.

Hopeful. She was hopeful; hopeful that she might someday be different. Maybe this wasn’t all. There’s probably more to life than grey slabs and repetition. Maybe one day she’d find that she could be more than her past. But then again, maybe not.

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FASHION, Personal Stuff

Intimate Conversations

(while ice skating together last Wednesday)

Me, carefully tiptoeing and clutching onto the railing for dear life: Aren’t you scared that you might fall over?

Sister, laughing, whizzing past: Well of course I might fall over! But then how are you gonna do anything?

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