by Eleanor | Aug 5, 2015 | My Writing
I hear the woman two seats behind talking on her phone. Trying to ignore the fact that she is alone. I hear the sighs of the man next to me, Showing his dissatisfaction in the phone call, But she will never hear, her phone acting as a wall between her and the world. I...
by Eleanor | Aug 3, 2015 | My Writing
You were wrong. You were right. It isn’t fine. I wasn’t really washing my hair. I wish I was washing my hair right now. I’m not interested. I love you. I really dislike you. I am not actually in a rush; I just don’t want to talk to you. Yes, you are annoying. No,...
