#swings!

[localghosttown]

im going to a park tonight! i hope something exciting happens!

i will wear my spookiest clothes and sway gently on the swings

[tamaki-amajiki-is-my-baby]

Went to my gf's today

And so I-

[jennyschectersghost]

2/19/2017 & 2/26/2017

[alphaesq]

Storytime!

Little Susie was playing on a swingset when a boy came up behind her. “What are you doing?” asked the boy. Susie smiled at the boy and told him: “I’m swingin’! Wanna join me?” The boy smiled back, and took little Susie’s hand. “No.” and then the playground exploded around them, making Susie go everywhere. The boy later said to his parents: “Knock knock.” “Who’s there?” “Not little Susie.” And the family laughed as they ate their dinner of rotten flesh.

[bewhoyouwant5]

I went to the park!

[erinmo13]

I swang on an indoor swing tonight, and it was awesome!

I didn't want to leave. I was interrupting a bp game. I think I was on it for an hour...

[thefondfarewell]

Sometimes, when I get so lonely I feel like crying about it, I bundle up in the giant old-man sweater I purchased from Goodwill for $3 and my jacket and my gray hobo mittens and bike down in the dark to the park on Ronald. Tonight, I lingered for a while on the squealing plastic swings until I felt kind of queasy, then climbed on the monkey bars and clumsily ripped a small hole in the crotch of my favorite pair of jeans. I decided then to bike another mile in the dark through cold, orange-lit suburbia to the ice cream stand that still gets business when it's this damn freezing, and flirt just a little (if one could even call it flirting; do I know how to do that anymore?) with the ice cream guy and buy "a double coconut in a bowl, please." I ate it at one of the empty picnic tables alone, watching the snuggly couples in line with my legs crossed; took my time though I was losing feeling in my fingers, and when I was done, waved a mittened hand at the guy and he smiled (though, it's hard to tell the difference between pity and genuineness nowadays) and biked back home over crunchy leaves gathered on the pothole pavement in the half light, glancing at families through their bright bay windows, cozy and content. And I do feel a bit better, somehow, albeit much more cold.