What in life makes it so hard for you to stay?
What is your magic potion?
What has made you stay this long?
What’s the thing you’ll miss the most?
Who do you think will miss you the most?
Tag:
Invisibility
I may not mind existing so much if I was invisible. If nobody could seee. That’s how I feel anyways, invisible. Nobody sees me. Nobody looks at me. I am surrounded by “family” and yet completely invisible. I could disappear and it make no differen e. I could evaporate into thin air and nobody notice. What kind of existance is that?
I have a friend.
Well, yeah, I guess you could call her a friend. Her name is Margie, or at least that is what I’ve always called her.
The first time I met her she was nice. I liked her. Even had a crush on her for a period of time.
She was my freshman homecoming date, but only as friends.
We went to a football game a few weeks after that. Her and two other friends of ours.
She smoked weed. But I didn’t know that until we were in the forest behind the bleachers with a group of people, passing around a bowl.
I think it was a bowl. […]