May 9, 2013 § 11 Comments
…’cause I don’t even miss him.
I’m a bad girl for breaking his heart. « Read the rest of this entry »
March 11, 2013 § 20 Comments
Ballerina Ballerina….why do you cry? « Read the rest of this entry »
January 18, 2013 § 11 Comments
I guess we’re breaking apart—
Oddly, I don’t care.
I don’t feel much. « Read the rest of this entry »
January 6, 2013 § 8 Comments
Two Far Niente’s running through me I am ready… « Read the rest of this entry »
September 11, 2012 § 31 Comments
September 6, 2012 § 35 Comments
we’ve had our share of fun together (yawn), but I’ve just purchased a little black dress, bright red lipstick, some shamefully elevated risqué high heels, and painted my nails a color Essie calls ‘escapades’. I’m in a white wrangler speeding down the highway to a place where dreams come true, memories of past love DIES HARD. Rumor has it, I will experience ALL this heart CRAVES— and gypsy killers with their special gypsy killing knifes aren’t even allowed in such a non-reality-based place. HA… How spectacular.
I don’t know that I’ll want to see you IF I return, I’ve outgrown your ordinarily dull and miserable presence. I plan to lose my mind and heart.I return ONLY when I have forgotten every ill memory that has disenchanted me for the past month ish.
C’est la vie baby~ good riddance.