finality_of_division lostgirl single red rose she carelessly dropped softly splays petals haphazard at your feet. you attempt to save it, to pick up the pieces, clearly admiring beauty that once was, your fingers now bleeding with effort. but she regards you coldly as she grinds the remnants of what you missed into a heap of dirt and tears underneath her foot. 100626 ... unhinged 'self_righteous version of your friend just one less birthday card to send i know best i must show you' ivet we didn't wish each other a happy birthday in the past year 100626 what's it to you? who go blather from