~!WAIT!~ Don't read this if you haven't read
part 1, Jackson and Annabel: A Contrast and
part 2, Jackson and Annabel: A Crash first.
This is the conclusion of the three part installment of the
hipster-romance between Jackson and Annabel.
Since we last left Jackson, he was still a self-absorbed millennial sponging off of his family and random girls for meals and attention. His dream girl, Annabel, was last seen peddling away, as he sat on the side of the road, clothes drenched with water and stained with grass.
This is a continuation of the fable Jackson and Annabel: A Contrast
Since we last heard of Jackson, the pretentious self-actualized hipster, he had just left the sort of hipster girl Annabel and was departing from his favorite shoebox rooftop building with the intent to return at a later date in hope of confronting new contrasting edges to provoke his unique personality to action. One can only imagine the
Photo taken by Lucas Johnson during the 10th World Wide Instagram Meet in St. Louis.
What good is it to live a lie as someone else,
Endlessly exhausting myself?
What good is it to play empty roles in a world that folds under itself?
Jackson was looking over the edge of the building to his right in the campus courtyard. His hazel eyes, fascinated with the contrast in the sharp angles of the building and the clear blue sky behind it. His half shaved blond hair rustled in the wind but not excessively because of the heaviness of not showering since the morning prior to this morning.