Cliche
The worst part about cliches is that they're generally true.
Like when someone says you can't rely on other people for happiness, and you have no choice but to nod your head. Maybe pick up a pen from your desk and twirl it in your fingers (if only for something to do). Maybe bite your lip, or your tongue, till there's nothing left but Lavinia.
Yeah, sure, you think (watching them walk away).
But would it really hurt them to try?
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cliches
4 comments:
Help? Sure. Rely on? Um... not so much. Look at it this way, if you get to the point where you never really expect anyone to help you smile, it is that much better when someone does. (I am pretty sure that is hardcore cynicism.)
Lavinia?
~BPP
What's Lavinia?
The story of Lavinia (see Shakespeare's Titus Andronicus) is too disturbing for me to describe at present.
You can read more about her here.
Thank you, I think. Totally disturbing imagery.
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