Silly Band Sobbing

my silly banz collection is something that we all love. at least, that was the case for a while. i remember when I first got my initial whiff of rubber on my wrist. i was ecstatic, i had no friends in elementary school and this was my best discussion topic. i would give them out and steal from others. i had a business. no one understood me, i was abnormal. my silly banz gave me hope for a future. they were cute. my aunt said they would go out of style. lisbet was right. i don't see trades. i don't see the bright colored bandz on my wrist. overall, i don't see hope for the future.

(written by kate moe crying in the library questioning life)