Monday, September 30, 2013

two-hundred sixtieth.

dear (k)you,

YOU WALK IN TO THE PARTY LIKE YOU WERE WALKING ON TO A YACHT
YOUR HAT STRATEGICALLY DIPPED BELOW ONE EYE
YOUR SCARF IT WAS APRICOT
YOU HAD ONE EYE IN THE MIRROR AS YOU WATCHED YOURSELF GAVOTTE
AND ALL THE GIRLS DREAMED THAT THEY'D BE YOUR PARTNER
YOU'RE SOOOOOOO VAIN!

i just had to let that out.

fuuuck! he's so vain! and i am the stupid one who thinks she matters

i do not matter to him!!

ugh! and all this unnecessary rage is coming from the fact that he hasn't replied.

prolly never will.

YOU HAD ME SEVERAL months AGO, WHEN I WAS very much STILL QUITE NAIVE

 why can't things just happen my way? 

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