The girl went to the party, but she knew she didn’t know anyone.
She went to the party even though she wasn’t really invited out of will or wish but she was there to fill numbers.
The girl showed me her invite and her name had been spelt incorrectly. She shrugged and said she didn’t mind, she was happy to be here, even if she ultimately knew it had nothing to do with anyone actually wanting her company.
She stood near the bar and swayed to the music.
Life is a party, here are my adventures..
Zen and The Art of Partying.
ReplyDeleteThe surroundings of others is ironically the best place to not be around others. To lose yourself amongst the chaos.
powerful piece. says so much about this girl, without saying much at all.
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