Post by alysia spencer williams on Apr 29, 2012 10:03:12 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(), width: 400px; height: 400px;] If all our life is but a dream Fantastic posing greed, then we should feed our jewellery to the sea. For diamonds do appear to be, just like broken glass to me. And then she said she can't believe, genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues. Tripping eyes and flooded lungs, northern downpour sends it love - - - - - - - - Miss Alysia Williams didn’t have a care in the world as she moved according to the music. Her hips swayed to the beat of the music that filled the club as her eyes remained closed while she gripped her drink with her right hand. The club was packed with busy bodies who were either casually sitting up at the bar ordering drink after drink or ‘busting a move’ on the dance floor. It was a Friday night so it was obvious that this place was going to be mega busy, but Aly liked it this way. Sure, you would end up not having enough room to dance but when she wasn’t dancing Aly would watch the other bodies in the room. She was the type of person that would sit there and wonder about what people did for a living; if they had a family; whether they were here with their girlfriends/boyfriends. Or, maybe, if that random guy in the corner was here having an affair while his partner was all cosy at home. Aly just found it interesting that everyone in this club would be unique in their own special way. You could say that she loved watching how others behaved – sometimes this made her wonder whether she should have taken a psychology degree. However, she was more than content with her photography one. The young blonde looked around the club for the group of girls that she had come along with. Two of them were now flirting away with the bartender while the other tugged at her arm to rejoin the group. Aly nodded at the brunette and slowly (and carefully) made her way towards the bar. As she got closer to the bar she could tell why her friends were flirting with this very bartender – he was extremely hot. Aly couldn’t help but to watch him for a moment as he began to mix up some drinks for another customer. A guy was something that was missing from Alysia’s life. Of course she didn’t need a guy to make her happy right now, but it would have been nice to have someone to call her own and to protect her. Not that the blonde needed much protection as she could definitely fend for herself. Aly liked to be independent and she despised the idea of women needing a man to do everything for them. All her life she had been taught that women are equal to men and that was how she thought to this very day. However, she wasn’t a bra burning feminists, no, Aly just felt that she could do things by herself and she didn’t need anyone else to help her. The blonde may have felt this way but she still wanted a guy. While Aly had disappeared into her thoughts she didn’t notice that she was still watching the guy behind the bar, as if he was a piece of meat. ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO |
