three oh' three pmi can still smellthree oh' three pm by nickisapriest
she uses in her
hair and it
reminds me of the time
that we were underneath the
tree in the park
and i took her hand
she looked into my eyes
and for just
i could imagine us
TigerlilyThere are some people that just don't fit in. They either form groups or become loners by choice. Then there are the rare few that are misfits amongst misfits.Tigerlily by samiclayvivianmel
"Her, that's the one!"
I glanced up from the table in the direction Dan pointed.
"Woah, you weren't kidding."
Her bones were sticking out, angular and harsh, against dark shapeless coveralls with the sleeves rolled up to her straight shoulders. She stood oddly upright, her height accentuated by the dented dirtied top hat at a proud angle atop her head. Bright rainbow curls spilled from the clip at the nape of her neck, a starc contrast to her dark clothes and tanned skin. Her pale eyes were wide and childlike, hiding their innocence behind a sly half-smile playing on the corners of her mouth. A bright flower was pinned to the collar of her coveralls.
"Just your type, huh?" Jay thumped me on the back. "Batshit crazy."
She was staring blankly at the far wall, standing in the middle of the cafeteria as teens elbowed past her, prete