"Three dollars and eighty
cents," the automated voice tells me.
I have heard the number so many
times already, and
honestly, the novelty
is wearing thin.
Living from paycheck
to paycheck is no fun when
I've got big plans
and an empty wallet.
Haha.
But really.
I want to go to San Diego for Thanksgiving...
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
1 comment:
ooh that sounds like it would be fun. $3.80? =( hang in there. if i wasn't broke, i would totally send you some money haha.
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