More on homecoming and dresses and a bit of musing

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Apparently, i have become a slinky-red-dress girl. i used to be a sexy-little-black-dress girl. When did i change, exactly? If i go to this dance, at least i want to be unique. i really wanted something that was either extremely different in color or cut, or something that covered me from ankles to chin. Kind of like Marisol's dress in Hard Love, by someone whose name i forget at the moment. Now i may end up going in white. Hell, maybe i should just go in my vampire dress. With boots and stockings. And a blood-red tiara. Lmao. Fangs, long nails, lmmfao....

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Enjoy the poetry:

A hole
The other girl
wasn't even that
pretty. actually
she was kinda ugly.
short dark brown hair.
but he wanted to be
with her. not me.
i stood just
outside that white doorway
and saw them smiling
and laughing.
so i tore a hole in the
wallpaper, and crawled through it.

{part of a series, more to follow}

Also enjoy the story below.