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cheap
Drive-thru. That's how I roll. Or, at least, it's how i have to roll these days now that my money's all gone. I lost it to a man on the street corner. Not a hustler, no. But a man who promised me riches beyond all imagination. Men falling at my feet, women wanting to be me, everything I could want. He lied. So here I am, now befriending the dollar menu, cheap and spent.
keychain
Heavy against her chest, the weight cuts at her neck and distorts her stance. There are keys for two cars, two homes, and one suitcase - of which, she uses zero. Neither car is her own nor home is hers to call her own. The suitcase is her singular possession, but the lock broke years ago, leaving the keys on her keychain rather redundant in the present.
strong
I am stronger than this. So are you. We both know that this strength is a mutual thing, that we better one another for better and never for worse. We are one another's greatest weakness as well as our greatest strength. But, you know, I wouldn't have it any other way. For you are ever my rock, my strength, my love.
barber
"You can't get your hair cut," said the barber. Of course, how little he knew of what I could or couldn't do, whether he felt it proper or not. I retorted, insisted I could do whatever I wanted without his permission. It was then that he pointed to the sign in the window: NO GIRLS ALLOWED.
bench
Fingers curling against the arm of the bench, she sits, poised and ready for action. It is as if her entire life is leading up to what she is aware is coming. She's been training for this her entire life, but it's a now or never moment. Soon enough the voice will ring out and her name will be called. It's a matter of now or never and as the speaker crackles to life again, she realizes it's now; never is no more.
outlet
This road has no outlet. Then again, it shouldn't surprise me. There was a sign at the start that promised such an ending, but I had neglected to believe it to be true. That's what I get for being a disbeliever, for wanting physical evidence to the contrary. A dead end and a long trip down a road that leads me nowhere. Just a trip back from where I came and foolishness on my behalf.
invent
My latest invention consists of two parts. The first being the portion I control while the second is one you control. The two halves are largely dependent upon one another for survival. If one dies, as does the other. It's this crazy little thing I like to call love. Try it sometime, you might enjoy it.
tangle
I want to tangle you up in my arms, hold you close to me. I want to take you away to where sea meets sand meets trees meets sky. I want to let the only noise be our steady breathing and our beating hearts. But what I want, most of all, is to have you. No matter where you are, no matter where we go. You are all that matters.