Grinning she fills her hands with cupcakes and her pockets with candies. There’s no bringing her down. Her head is in the clouds full of happy dreams fed to her from a tv screen. She’s one positive guru with her bad feelings black and charred secretly tucked in the base of her Medulla. Her secrets barbecue her unbecoming. Shhh… she’d say anytime someone mentioned the smoke drifting from her ears. She’d have nothing ruin her day or force her smile the other way….
….to be continued
Great post 🙂
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Thank you
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Ah, the medulla. A dark closet indeed…
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Lol
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So many secrets in there
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Oodles of secrets! 😛
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