Love, Sex, Passion, Fear, Obsession, Beautiful, Mysterious, Haunting, Invariably Fatal. Just like life.
The trees, like lungs, filling with air-- my sister the mean one pulling my hair.
# 27 My Choice
- L: Why do you keep commenting on M’s facebook? Why would you go after one of my friends?
- J: She doesn’t know who I am. She would never think I like her. Besides I don’t.
- L: Well you certainly make it look like you do.
- J: I feel sorry for her.
- L: Why?
- J: You know I like skinny girls. She isn’t skinny. She isn’t attractive. She probably even lies about going to the gym on her facebook.
- L: I still don’t understand why you would pretend to be nice to someone….
- J: She’s full of herself for no reason.
- L: I don’t get it.
