emoinpink

I know this isn't a usual 'story', it's more of a collection of thoughts. I din't think it belonged in the Poetry section though. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it! ...

I didn't really understand either version. At first it seemed to be about rock-hopping in the river - a metaphor for innocence, if you know what I mean. but then ...

if they knew what was happening in our heads they would know life was a tacky burlesque, glitzy and oversexed, designed to keep the shy from singing. I loved this ...