Friday, January 8, 2010

Twirl

She has a high tolerance for vodka and boys that are no good for her.
She wears red heels on Sunday mornings.
She speaks out of turn, and she speaks her mind.
She breaks her nails over stupid things like spilt coffee and burnt onion rings.
She broke your favorite picture frame, the one you promised to hang on the wall someday.
She also broke the glass floor you used to walk on.
But that's okay, she's used to breaking things.

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