To have an end is seeming impossible, for having an end I can never fathom or want to dream. . . My face is a little bit dirty from the endless deviations of life, my shoes are worn from getting nowhere, and yet my attitude is standing proud and not looking for a remark to go ahead and get what I want. I will go out in this sad world after I get myself in the right attitude by washing my face and buying new shoes. I will show all that I have the ambition to move at a happy and eventful pace. While encouraging change in everything I will smile.
Life is way too short to think about a perfect time, place, or person.
So I will be jolly and carefree today and live the day like the next will never come. . . You imagined the body and feel of another girl. Just tell me I'm foolish or then just confess. Your sins of the past don't really fit here, but your erotic wanderings around noon are everlasting. Others don't offer resistance to stare.