It's gone.

Mar 23, 2008 10:43

Ah. The happiness was fleeting and drama free, just the way I would want it to leave. All my prospects are dried up wells, and all I have to feed off of is the kindness of my dance partner, of whom I see once a week. Quite melancholy. Sigh-worthy, if anything.

I'll get through this dry spell, even if I have to starve myself for some attention.

Dammit, I like food.
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