Friday (almost).
"I’d rather be lonely than happy with somebody new” Nina Simone wails on repeat. I know how much you didn’t like her (“too strident”) I’ve cut my hair, and picked up smoking again. I’ve done all this, and you’re still gone, gone, gone. If you’re spiteful, and no one sees it – does it still count?
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OMG, for a minute I thought TODAY was friday. I almost had a panic attack there.
I do like your piece, though.
Oh, this one's my favorite of yours yet. Lurve it, especially the last sentence.
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