Let's Play Pretend

She only likes that song because it was on (500) Days of Summer and it makes her feel tragically and deliciously different than those other girls who prefer Ke$ha.

He only goes to the gym because all of his friends got buff over the summer and of course that left him no choice but to do the same.

They don't really like each other all that much, but every tells them they are perfect for each other so why the hell not?

Her Instagram feed may make it seem like her life is a fairytale but really she's just a pretty girl with an expensive camera and too much time on her hands.

He doesn't like coffee, as a matter of fact he loathes it, but that mysterious waif-like girl he met at the bookstore likes it black so he likes it black too.

She actually does care that all of her friends have boyfriends and not one member of the male species has ever shown an interest in her, but she merely shakes her head and mutters something about how high school boys are sooo immature and that she'll wait to date until she's in college.

They thought that Birkenstocks were ugly last week, but then when she showed up wearing them to school, they went a bought themselves a pair and called themselves trendsetters.

That record player in his room is from Urban Outfitters, and the only record he has is his little sister's Ellie Goulding album.

He plasters a smile on his face and acts like he's having the time of his life at the party, when really the music sucks, it smells like a locker room, and ignorant small talk is one of his least favorite things in the world.

She pretends. He pretends. They pretend. We all pretend.

But hey, that's what high school is about, isn't it?

Liars. Fakes. Posers.

And I'm right up there with the worst of them.

 I am He. She. They.

And it's all for the image.

It's for the image.

For the image.

The image.

Image.


screw it.