You fill my lungs with smoke.
And not the second hand kind of smoke.
No, you're the dark gray kind of smoke.
The heavy kind of smoke.
Your'e the kind of smoke that consumes my entire being in just one hit.
And with that kind of smoke,
I'm becoming an addict
I'm becoming a 3 packs a day kind of girl,
a 4 packs a day kind of girl,
a 5 packs a day kind of...
6 packs and your nose touches mine
7 packs and you pull me in close
8 packs and our lips meet
I'm becoming a 9 packs a day kind of...
Hell, I'm at 10 packs a day and who knows if this road will lead to lung cancer
but at least I'll die happy.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Sunday, January 10, 2016
Real Talk
Hi my name is Madison.
I was born on September 25th.
My parents got divorced when I was in 4th grade and now that's all my relatives ever really seem to remember about me.
In 5th grade both my parents got remarried.
In 6th grade I came home with bruises on my arms because I was always trying to swing the full circle.
In 7th grade I asked my mom if I could sluff activity day and when she said yes, I got to watch my best friend make out with the guy I was crushing on.
In 8th grade I played a fish in a musical.
In 9th grade I finally found my best friends.
In 10th grade my mom told me she'd get me a car if I kissed a certain boy.
and at the end of 11th grade I crashed that car.
Hi my name is Madison and I'm stuck.
I'm stuck in a desk from 7:45-2:15 most days and I hate it.
Hi my name is Madison and I'm lost.
I turned right at the 600 hall and walked straight to the counseling office
but when I stopped for directions, all they managed to do was tell me how to get to a bunch of places that I don't even want to go to.
Hi my name is Madison.
I like testing out couches,
and leaving butt prints in the sand,
and going to Costco just for the samples,
and napping,
I like holding puppies,
and star gazing,
and driving.
and going to the aquarium to watch the penguins and the otters.
I want to go somewhere.
But nowhere that the counselors are recommending because they won't tell me I should take the detour and stop along the way, at that little cafe for homestyle grilled cheese sandwiches, or at that canyon where you can hike up some cool waterfalls, or at that petting zoo on the side of the road, or at that little stand where the Cherokee Indians are selling their homemade jewelery, or at that place where they'll tell you to follow your heart instead of those people who end up hating what they do.
I want to stop at all of those places and more.
I want to take the detour.
I was born on September 25th.
My parents got divorced when I was in 4th grade and now that's all my relatives ever really seem to remember about me.
In 5th grade both my parents got remarried.
In 6th grade I came home with bruises on my arms because I was always trying to swing the full circle.
In 7th grade I asked my mom if I could sluff activity day and when she said yes, I got to watch my best friend make out with the guy I was crushing on.
In 8th grade I played a fish in a musical.
In 9th grade I finally found my best friends.
In 10th grade my mom told me she'd get me a car if I kissed a certain boy.
and at the end of 11th grade I crashed that car.
Hi my name is Madison and I'm stuck.
I'm stuck in a desk from 7:45-2:15 most days and I hate it.
Hi my name is Madison and I'm lost.
I turned right at the 600 hall and walked straight to the counseling office
but when I stopped for directions, all they managed to do was tell me how to get to a bunch of places that I don't even want to go to.
Hi my name is Madison.
I like testing out couches,
and leaving butt prints in the sand,
and going to Costco just for the samples,
and napping,
I like holding puppies,
and star gazing,
and driving.
and going to the aquarium to watch the penguins and the otters.
I want to go somewhere.
But nowhere that the counselors are recommending because they won't tell me I should take the detour and stop along the way, at that little cafe for homestyle grilled cheese sandwiches, or at that canyon where you can hike up some cool waterfalls, or at that petting zoo on the side of the road, or at that little stand where the Cherokee Indians are selling their homemade jewelery, or at that place where they'll tell you to follow your heart instead of those people who end up hating what they do.
I want to stop at all of those places and more.
I want to take the detour.
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