i do, i wanna be the cool skinny girl, decked out in the best high heels, towering over every building, larger than life lashes, killing with looks...pouting for peace and winning the war with fashion.
i want youth to be in my eyes forever and for them to sparkle so in the dark. to stop traffic and start politics.
but there is only one way to go. you can run forever and burn all the calories you could dream of, but where would you get to? who would be waiting there to greet you?
bones and trees and an army of skanks just like you who are weary from running. and then you wouldn't be cool, you'd just be ordinary.
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