It is the oddest sensation in the world to dress up and play 'doll' for a bunch of people to 'see' if your worth their sons. Odd, frightening, ridiculous, disparaging and downright depressing.
Fo the record: I hate the 'real world'.
All I see is a silk parade of life-long dreams frizzling away, unhinged and drappled at the seams. There is no Prince Charming.
There is no " You too crazy Marius Cancerius Newbus? I like crazy."
The sad part is I actually waited for him and giving up on 'the one' dream for 'the anyone' flack is a mean wake-up call. Plain mean.
There's only you sitting infront of strangers showing a face you dont wear well and a brain that doesnt speak at all.
We've just been introduced
I do not know you well
but something in the air just seemed to draw me to your side.
on the clear understanding, that this kind of thing can happen
Shall we Dance?
1-2-3- And...
*Plop*
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