pink hair grad party – June 8

6.8

Pink hair. Black shimmy dress with

waist holes slashed out. How can

I be more obtrusive and say that I

am more unique amongst the

beautiful people? Being young

is such a burden.

 

Maybe I shall take Zen Buddhist

flower arranging as my major next

year while my parents pay the

beautiful bills. Yes that will show

the world. Or maybe my boyfriend.

No matter, what matters is that they

all notice me. ME.

 

Lonely.

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