I am a fancy girl.
I am a fancy dancing girl. I twirl and spin within veils and sparkles and perfume.
I am on a stage above you. You stare at me and my spinning and twirling. I expose skin to you. You drink the smooth patches in like wine. I expose more skin. You drink the touchable velvet expanse like it's water. When I expose all the skin, you vomit on your shoes.
You look into my eyes. My eyes kill your eyes.
You back away slowly. I continue to dance.
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5 comments:
best thing you've ever written.
god, i hope you're secretly somebody i know in person.
just kidding. this was rubbish
hi guys. thanks for your comments. imogen - i hope i am secretely someone you know in person.
I wish you were secretly someone I know in person.
Sadly you are just someone I know in person. This is good, it's a good thing, isn't it. You're very good. Leave off nagging me to update my blog though. I'm trying to write a novel in a month. It's really hard.
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