I will honor this by wearing mascara tonight and letting
my tears run a trail for every time they didn't call on my 80s-style
phone. *stood up at prom face*
I'm
going to start a club night called +stood up at prom+ and we will
listen to new wave and rollerblade and dress goth and/or candy raver and
photograph each other crying while holding glossy black party balloons.
I'm
going to start another club night called *running with scissor sisters*
and it will be a 24 hour sleepover and we will listen to 80s pop (but
only 24 songs on repeat for an entire hour each) and rollerblade and eat
non-dairy ice cream while we skate. On a cone. Sticky floors.
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