lipstick on the teacup steaming bedroom eyes.
glasses resting folded newspaper bookmarked novel.
barefoot toenails pink lotion ringed fingers.
naked on the oriental throw rug.
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piss fart shit jokes muffled laughter.
worms dirt seaweed sand bottle of beer mosquito bites:
pretty girl-boys don't even look at me.
someday I will be a woman.
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A real woman. Nicely stated. :)
ReplyDeletedon't grow up too fast ...
ReplyDeleteyes, ironically I wish I could tell my younger self this, as lonely as she was.
ReplyDeleteLOL@ don't grow up too fast. On my way to 30 whether I like it or not :P
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