Today, I wore this hat and it makes me feel quite special. Someone different, someone interesting, someone who has a story.
I suppose it is my story.
But it was someone else’s before I picked it up and bought it for £1.99.
If breathing was forgotten but our bodies continued to thrive
Would it be a fair argument to say that you are not alive?
I do like the way in which I dress, I think I’m quite versatile and people always comment on what is usually a good charity shop find. I suppose it’s one thing that I’ve always been quite proud of, my ability to dress for me. But I do sometimes dress for boys. Don’t we all to an extent?
If blinking was an art form, of which we couldn’t master
I wonder if we’d move our eyeballs faster…
I mean, it’s taking me a while to settle in to a style, and I do like to switch it up. Growing up I was sometimes insulted for my, lets say ‘unique‘ sense of style. But I’ve never wanted to be like anyone else, I was never one of those girls who would dress up in the exact same clothes as their best friend. But I suppose I never had one.
If eating was optional, and we no longer had to feed
I imagine my stomach would bleed.