She made me eat all of it.
Got home.
Sat in my window and smoked.
And cried.
Felt like getting drunk.
Looked for open wine. Didn't find any.
Looked for open vodka. Didn't find any.
Gave up.
Sat in my window and smoked.
And cried.
the thoughts and whims of a little girl whose only wish was to shrink
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