Monday, September 12, 2011

Di Verde Story

We have floating pools because the lake is toxic.
 Just like him. I dipped my toes in, and they stung the tingly way my lips did when they met his. "You have real doll lips," he told me as he pulled away, "dont waste them."
It's hard to listen to warnings, harder so to resist toxic boys.



This is a just a short story. There is no real toxic lake, 
toxic boys, on the other hand, they are  all around you.