Thursday, September 8, 2005

100 WORDS: loneliness is her late night snak

So it's 10PM and she's hungry, but there's nobody there to dine with. So she drives. And she drives. It's midnight and she's heading East on the loneliest streets she's ever seen. They're empty (like her) and all the lights are green, screaming

“Go! Go! GO!“ (where?)

… No(where).

Everything just kind of faded away into the blurry evening. So she picks up some food and wishes for those nights of endless partying when it was impossible to feel, cause she just didn't want to feel, when all there was to feel was this.

Silence.

Never was a night so lonely.

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