Wednesday, July 29, 2015

weird-kind-of-irony, woman-on-woman crime, relationships section of Cosmo

And I remember being observed by her--knowing that she hated me--watching, saying, something from across the bonfire, feels abuse in the spotlight of her, judgment, and thought: she probably wants to fuck me.

Brought on by a special kind of conceit, thank you, Personalities.

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