This ain’t for the best My reputation’s never been worse, so You must like me for me We can’t make Any promises now, can we, babe? But you can make me a drink
Dive bar on the East Side, where you at? Phone lights up my nightstand in the black Come here, you can meet me in the back Dark jeans and your Nikes, look at you Oh damn, never seen that color blue Just think of the fun things we could do
This ain’t for the best My reputation’s never been worse, so You must like me for me (Yeah, I want you) We can’t make Any promises now, can we, babe? But you can make me a drink
Is it cool that I said all that? Is it chill that you’re in my head? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate) Is it cool that I said all that? Is it too soon to do this yet? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Third floor on the West Side, me and you Handsome, you’re a mansion with a view Do the girls back home touch you like I do? Long night with your hands up in my hair Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs Stay here, honey, I don’t wanna share
This ain’t for the best My reputation’s never been worse, so You must like me for me (Yeah, I want you) We can’t make Any promises now, can we, babe? But you can make me a drink
Is it cool that I said all that? Is it chill that you’re in my head? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate) Is it cool that I said all that? Is it too soon to do this yet? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Sometimes I wonder, when you sleep Are you ever dreaming of me? Sometimes when I look into your eyes I pretend you’re mine all the damn time
Is it cool that I said all that? Is it chill that you’re in my head? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate) (Yeah, I want you) Is it cool that I said all that? Is it too soon to do this yet? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
Is it cool that I said all that? (Isn’t it?) Is it chill that you’re in my head? (Isn’t it, isn’t it?) ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (isn’t it delicate?) (Yeah, I want you) Is it cool that I said all that? (Isn’t it?) Is it too soon to do this yet? (Isn’t it, isn’t it?) ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Did WordPress let you write the prompt again? Typically, writing in the third person is not the best choice, but I know you had the mirror in one hand, and weren’t focused on anything else.
Blogging Fam, return tomorrow for a daily prompt that may or may not be written by Narcissus, but likely to be equally as ridiculous.
I don’t like this prompt. I don’t like how it makes assumptions about the blogging community here at WordPress.
Some people don’t get the luxury of retiring. Let’s try to remember there is a broad audience here, WordPress Daily Prompt. Your entitlement is showing.
What’s the oldest thing you own that you still use daily?
Both sets were in position by the time I was born, which means they’re older than some of the other body parts in the skin bag I use daily. Except for one that’s a crown, and the four wisdom teeth I never grew – I take that back, there is a heart shaped incomplete wisdom tooth above one of my top molars – the rest are mine. Er, except for the baby teeth, which fell out at the appropriate times. It would be kind of awkward to walk around as an adult with two sets of teeth protruding from your gums, would it not? Maybe you would chew things more quickly, or maybe it would slow down the chewing process…? I digress.
I was asked to pose for this photo due to the teeth situation
It’s a top five moment. I’ve had a lot of favorite moments, but this one is top five, for sure. It was the first time in my life that I had a vision and a hope to accomplish something, and from start to finish, I did. The interview was my idea, and I brought it to the website team. Surprisingly, the stars lined up and everything from there went in my favor. I can’t adequately describe the feeling, other than to say that when whatever hopes and dreams you have/had for yourself seem insurmountable and then they happen, it’s euphoric. It’s the stunned disbelief, it’s the sitting back in your chair and laughing at what just happened. It’s the feeling that you get when you write a great poem – you’re in the zone. It’s an astonishment: did that just happen? It’s a gratefulness to the universe that is verbalized repeatedly. It’s a moment you don’t know if you can ever top, and you question why you would even try. It’s the culmination of hard work and determination and a heavy dose of stubbornness. It’s a thankfulness for loving words so much that you can use them to put together something other people will enjoy. It‘s Girl Power in practice.
“It's Amy,” I said. 