The only time they look happy is in pictures.
So that when we look back on these times
we can pretend to remember how happy we wanted to be.
Everyone leaves angry and self righteous.
I would have asked for ice cream cake, but no one asked me what I wanted.
They prefer me to be the perfect pink frosting little girl. Silent.
No.
1 comment:
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