Fine is not good enough anymore.
Tag: #six
Six
Six
“no, it’s fine”
“sorry I asked.”
Six
Six
I choose what I do next
Say something
“Become someone who people will quote, but remember to be vague enough to be misunderstood and misapplied consistently”
Kisten S. Chetty
Six
Six
I have nothing left to say
Except…
Hippo-crypt
Hippo-crypt
Go do the things
My summer class teaches expounds
There will be time for responsibilities
Duties are all well and good
Go do all the things
She preached to a morning class stupid with sleep and sweltering in Texas heat
So I did
I skipped class the next day
And went to a water park
With my significant other, my friend, my cousin and her friend
I have my final tomorrow
It is cumulative
Six
Six
I don’t know. I will learn.
Fathom
Fathom
it was unfathomable
so I dived in
struggling to keep my eyes open
Six
Six
Against the wall
On the floor
Unfortunate Encounters #5
Unfortunate Encounters #5
I will trade you two heart-breaks for some coffee
No
Come on, this is good shit, one is even a high-school romance, first love, first fuck. Come on
No
Okay, okay. I got others but they cost more than that cheap instant garbage you peddle. I want top shelf fair labor animal right choice bean shit, you get me?
Show me.
So this one is real rare, real fresh too. You heard about what happened to those teenagers at the Old Grey house two nights ago. Course you did, everyone did. All over the papers. Messy business. I have…
No
What, I haven’t
NO
How about my first wet dream eh
If you have nothing to trade, I have other customers waiting
Hang on, fuck. Okay. What would you give me for one of my own?
We both know you don’t have any originals left.
I do, okay I got one left. For a rainy day you know and hell if I ain’t been drowning in it fucking lately
If this is another lewd…
No, hold on.
Here
What is this?
It’s the, don’t you laugh now, it’s the first hug I remember. A teacher way back when. I was crying one of the girls took something from me, took it and I couldn’t get it back. And then this teacher comes in, wasn’t even our form teacher just a teacher from the school and she held me. One of those good hugs, the tight ones the feel like they going to crush you but in a good way. It’s always the weak looking ones that can hug like that.
Three cans of coffee and a toasted egg sandwich
What! No it’s got to be worth more than that. Come on man
Yes, you know things being what they are
Please
No
Shit, fine. Three cans of the good stuff remember and two toasted egg sandwiches, with bacon.
Three cans of the “good stuff” two egg sandwiches, no bacon. Deal?
Deal
Good. Now hand it over.