enjoying the view with too much time to spare.
Looking around to sit down on a chair.
Sun cream? Ah, who does really care!
What happened to the dreams of a pale and white?
Her t-shirt’s getting wet and her jeans are getting tight.
With her headphones in, music playing loud,
she closes her eyes, drifts off and she’s kind of proud.
Where, oh where, has the sun cream gone?
Oh, where, oh where could it be?
Maybe if I lay like that, just for a minute on my back.
My skin will turn to black, I don’t wanna be a sunburned girl.
But I am!! And it hurts like hell!! No need to mention that I look like a monster. Not the kind from fairytales, a really scary one that could be a motivational speaker for all the other monsters from the land of Ugly and Scary. Buahahaaa … Now would probably be a good time to focus on my inner beauty, my divine soul, pure spirit and all that crap. 😉
If nothing else, I have a good opening line to start a conversation with whomever I want. “You’re looking at me, right? Yeah, it’s a new thing I’m trying out here. You know how you go to the 23rd floor to enjoy the view, maybe sit down for a while and relax? Well, that’s too boring, too regular. I was thinking, instead of ‘a while’, why not laying down with your headphones in and some really nice music playing, drifting off for about 5 hours, preferably between, 11am and 4pm? Doesn’t that sound like super fun? And the pain is nearly worth mentioning if you think about all the looks you’ll be getting … Yeah, I know. Too extreme for you. You know what, if you change your mind, call me!”
Maybe Pink will decide to recycle her Stupid girls and make a new cover – Sunburned dumbass.
Btw, this is me today. First aid. Plain yogurt. Trust me, it looks even worse without it!! And for all of you wondering – No, i haven’t moved to Nigeria or made a trip to the Sun, still in NYC.