'Attitude'
By christy
Just standing there blowing smoke rings without a care in the world; cigarette dangling between chipped nails and daisies in her eyes. She breathed contented sighs. Weathered sandals strapped on her feet to match her ratty bag; she takes another drag, cuz life to her is sweet. A smile plays on her lips, and there's a lightness in her stride, for life is just a ride and she's ready for the trip. Written December 20th, 2001 © on Dec 20 2001 03:17 AM PST 0 • 10
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"Just standing there blowing smoke rings..."