Every time i wear my charcoal sequin lacy top that's 95% cotton 5% spandex a sequin falls off.
I'd find one on the carpet. I'd pick it up, examine it, and try to decide if it was silver, pewter, or just grey.
Two nights ago Taylor asked if i liked lacy tops.
Yeah, lacy. I've bought only 21 lacy tops since last June. Subconsciously convinced if only i'd get the perfect lace top, no one would dump me again.
And one day all my sequins will fall off. I'll have none left. And i'll be bare. As bare as i feel.
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