last night my potty-mouth got us kicked out of a party. a first, to be thrown out of a party. perhaps it shows i haven't lived enough. but how exhilerating! to stand out in the cold waiting for a cab or a loving friend to give me a ride, knowing behind me stood a house of seething girls and drooling boys... and if aja weren't so haughty and samantha so damaged i would i have TRULY made some noise.
but there was a certain power, yes, standing out there, shivering and smiling to myself, a certain power in being unwanted, in being hated. a certain power in being alone.
but there was a certain power, yes, standing out there, shivering and smiling to myself, a certain power in being unwanted, in being hated. a certain power in being alone.
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stendec:
Oh, it's me.
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I think you need to update.