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Silence Everyone is talking to me. But I don't comprehend any of what they're saying anymore. I give up trying. It's closing night. Nobody cares. Muttis not even here to fuss. How am I gonna get there and back? Who cares? I'll walk. I bought myself a rose. It's pink. It's pritti. It was that whole moment I think I almost smiled when the guy behind the counter handed my pink rose to me with the bag almost all the way down so I could easily pretend it wasn't there. That moment, just before I got my receipt and he hands it to me and says, "Have a good day." When the clock strikes twelve, midnight the 'princess' goes back to being a poor, peasant tonight.... Not worth the princes time. It's slightly difficult to put on access amount of makeup if you're crying. I won't cry.
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