~Your eyes stole all my words away~
Sometimes I wish life could shut up for one goddamn second so I enjoy the moment I'm in. Like seriously, that girl over there is doing her homework every night, going to school every day, doing her chores all the damn time, but for 5 seconds you can't let her enjoy some alone time with the man of her dreams.
When I imagine life as a person, I imagine a genderless person. Wearing those jeans with giant holes so big their leg is basically falling out the slingshot it calls jeans, one of those shirts that are half of one shirt with half of another because they can't make up their mind and to top it off the can't make up their mind basis, they wear galaxy high-top converse. They have four necklaces, obviously representing the earth, and fingerless gloves. I've already imagined having a conversation with life.
I'm just standing there looking fly as fuck, because it's my imagination, in a stunning diamond dress, black snaked heels, nails that looked like I trapped smoke inside them, straight bob haircut, and makeup that could slay.
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The Health Project
Teen FictionWe all know of the baby project in health class. When you're given a fake baby and a partner to act as the daddy with you to act as the mommy. "This baby project will be over the course of three months." I want breadsticks. "Now, you and your part...