I am Leslie.
My outfit is so adorable today. I am pleased.
Sweater from Torrid, faux leather skirt from ASOS Curve, and dot swiss insert leggings (not shown) also from Torrid.
But they showed no corrections of any kind. Not one. He had simply written down music already finished in his head. Page after page of it as if he were just taking dictation. And music, finished as no music is ever finished. Displace one note and there would be diminishment. Displace one phrase and the structure would fall.
When he says you love too deeply, remind him he was warned.
When no one else is awake, don’t call him.
When the poems don’t come, don’t open the vodka.
When the poems don’t come, go to sleep.
When you wake up from the wanting, go back to sleep.
When he shows up in your nightmares, don’t offer your forgiveness.
When he offers you his lips, go for the throat.
There are people who think fat girls don’t have sex. They think we don’t get down and dirty and make people pre cum just by looking at them. They think we sit at home and cry about being lonely. They think we don’t play spin the bottle and flirt across the room at parties. They think we can’t be…