New curtains! New curtains!
They’ll last, won’t they?
New curtains, new souls, new bodies for sale!
Hang them up and if you don’t like the way they look, you can exchange them and get your money back any day.
New places, new buildings, new people for sale!
Pick them out, try them on, and if they don’t fit your fancy you can always return them.
I’m filling up my jar of change one solemn coin at a time. One emotionless plink after another as they hit the bottom of the mound. My collection of compulsory friendship experiences.
All my friends are on clothes hangars and I like to browse through them.
This one is old. I don’t like it. I think she’s forgotten me.
They are colors on display and I pick and choose, mix and match.
I like this one.
I think I’ll wear it today.