Has anyone perfected time travel yet? Because I could really use it right about now. I’m not the type to regret things. Usually I believe that everything happens for a reason and that it will all come together eventually, but all I can think about is changing some things I said and did. Everything on this island makes me think about it. Everything in my life makes me think about it. It’s chasing me down and I can’t take it.
The other night I was in Dunkin Donuts, when quite a few high school kids came in right before it was closing. Across from me sat a group of girls with the strangest look to them. This one girl, who I couldn’t stop staring at, had long black crunchy curly hair pulled back by a clip with her long-ish bangs, parted in the middle, straightened and hairsprayed stiff.
I just don’t understand why anyone would think this is normal. Or pretty. They’re like aliens.
Sorrentina Palombra
