Wasting away.
Pining.
Lost cause.
Game over.
Hope, gone.
Defeat.
All of it, I was thinking all of that and more here.
I caught a glimpse of myself on my camera, and immediately felt my heart break.
Multitudinous-- the meanings to this year's costume.
It earned me a number of compliments... even a handsome legit military, country gentleman was trying to get me to flirt... and as always, I froze and turned catatonic. I tugged up on my dress until I gave myself a rash.
"Even as a corpse you look stunning."
Thank you... but I don't feel it... and quite frankly, it no longer matters... it never did.
"Is your Romeo showing up later?"
No sir... not at all.
Podría ser todo suyo, solo suyo, y no lo quiso. Que más da?
Pining.
Lost cause.
Game over.
Hope, gone.
Defeat.
 |
| No sirve de nada... |
I caught a glimpse of myself on my camera, and immediately felt my heart break.
Multitudinous-- the meanings to this year's costume.
It earned me a number of compliments... even a handsome legit military, country gentleman was trying to get me to flirt... and as always, I froze and turned catatonic. I tugged up on my dress until I gave myself a rash.
"Even as a corpse you look stunning."
Thank you... but I don't feel it... and quite frankly, it no longer matters... it never did.
"Is your Romeo showing up later?"
No sir... not at all.
Podría ser todo suyo, solo suyo, y no lo quiso. Que más da?
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