No, you're not buying me those cheap dresses,
No, I won't let that cheap salon style my tresses;
No, I'm not wearing that cheap makeup,
I like my face when I wake up.
Do you really think I'd wear that cheap sportswear?
Oh Please!
I like my workouts trendy!
No, you're not taking me to that cheap restaurant
I'd rather go to Alanis Gaunt;
I like my food like Mary Quant!
And if I say no,
And you decide you hate my status Quo,
There is something you need to know;
The truth of it is,
I'm too expensive for you!
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
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OOO, girl, nice!
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