She sat there in a small Starbucks coffee shop with her laptop. Her browser flipping between Tumblr and a blank page for writing, titled My Struggles. She took a sip of her Cinnamon Dolce Crème Frappuccino Blended coffee as she heavily signed, throwing her feet in the air, exposing her newly bought Uggs. I glanced over and saw her Coexist and infinity tattoo on her wrists. She signed again. I saw her reblog photos of pointless things. Black and white butterflies, girls dressed exactly like her, generic quotes, and cigarettes. I walked over to her and doused her with gasoline. I pulled out my Sublime lighter and tossed it on her. It was sad that I used my only Sublime lighter on the likes of her, but I didnt care. It was just nice to see her take a selfie of her on fire and upload it to Tumblr, black and white filter of course, with the caption of You will never know my struggles. and eventually burning to a crisp.
Posted on: Sun, 06 Apr 2014 20:39:17 +0000