teenage me paris me long hair
this teenage me unlike paris me nagged to tart it brush so obviously did not
mother sister pounced “long hair’s out of fashion in london you know” we lived in obscureville plain “why don’t you cut yours short”
“oh look the sky is blue” i said
tho’ now i know le mode has complex culture empty lives have harder causes
even so to imply they’d thought that’s why my insult reply was apt still stands
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