You walk down the hall and you look at me as if to say, "I am so much better than her" and I can deal with that because deep down I know that you're not. I can deal with that the first time, the second time, the third time, but when it approaches time 654 it gets to be a bit much and I start to doubt (as any human would) if I am really better than
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It happens to the best of us and it's icky.
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This would be an excellent monologue/performance piece if you went on into every nook and cranny people tend to go through when looking at themselves in a funhouse mirror. Reminds me a little of Maggie Estep, but without the sex. Although sex usually makes anything that much more interesting. Can't go wrong with sex. Maybe you should just end it with that. "'I am so much better than her.' ....Oh, and also: SEX." And everyone will be like "YES SEX! SEX INDEED. INDEED SEX. SEX. YES!"
. . .Hi, I had Coca Cola because I'm dumb.
So anyway, I like this. I don't know what you'd intended of it, if you were just posting it for the sake of posting or if it was just a journal entry, but it's got oodles of potential and I think it'd be fun to see what happened with further exploration.
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erm. Bye then.
annemarie
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