Monday, May 11, 2009

45 x 365 #155

155/365 - RL

A grown adult who still chews on her poorly kept, uncombed hair. Most of the time I would see you, your eyes would be the tell tale bloodshot of an all nighter filled with tokes and snacks. Wicked and acerbic, but naive an anxious, too.

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