As happy as a cupcake in frilly packaging, she wears frilly dresses and frilly smiles, and even though one would scarcely use the word frilly to describe a smile, it seems appropriate to describe Lisa's smile. It's what she was made to do. That sweet girl. With her frilly smile.
She runs about with her camera all day long taking happy snaps of happy moments on happy days where the sky is always blue and if not blue then a wonderful shade of gray.
For nothing and no day is less than wonderful for Lisa and she'll be the first to have you know it.
She poses and pouts and thinks oh how fair I am, she parades her pictures for the world to see, so proud of her eyes and her hair and her lips. A mirror and a lens is all she needs.
And perhaps a piece of paper, because writing it down is lovely too.
So pretty.
So empty.
Life is simple for her. Because she fakes a frilly smile.
Life is simple for her. Because she sees only her reflection.
"I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely"
About Me
- Candice
- 'I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!'
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