if eyelashes could talk, they would be spitting out a lot of hair

i saw "once upon a time in mexico" without knowing anything about it other than johnny depp could be found in the cast. i had no clue what was going on the whole time, but i do know that i want a remote controlled guitar case. he kept laughing next to me, which ended in me laughing as well. we ate dinner at Al's Diner or Al's Subshop or simply Al's. Al was not in, but apparantly he likes to remember his customers and will ask you your name upon entry of his establishment. i had a Lady Cafe Special, which was the only vegetarian thing on the menu. i told the girl next to me, Crystal, that i used to love chicken salad but I'm a vegetarian now. She said, "I'm sorry."

on the way home, a boy called out to me, "hey mama, is that rose for me?" i told him, "sorry, honey. it's not."

as i was walking through the common someone said, "nice rose." i nodded politely, "thank you." i smiled, drunk off the perfume of this beautiful rose. it's amazing what a stranger's kindness can do for you.

i met a boy in the elevator. he likes heavy metal. he's always wearing guns n' roses shirts. he noticed my chicago keychain and i told him about my dream city, and about meeting the smashing pumpkins. he was in awe. and i liked that. he asked me my name and what floor i lived on. he lives on three, by the by.

tonight i felt happy even if i looked sad.

 
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