2 minutes reading time
it rained - a lot...
...mee concerned - coz i got to do some - cement and repair work..
..but 'nights' are peculiar..
he moon comes up..
and she is alone.
no mask to put up..
her happpy : is adulation and respect of a leo.
night - forces - alone.
noe - it is the pride : the page 3 'routine' of 'victim' ..
...i was 'played'....
is the story of it..
but night : brings out the alone.
the sleep : is hard to come..
and thoths come to haunt back.
the addictions - not helping..
so the 'option' : not dere.
she has to think..
and look in the mirror of her ego.
her 'happy' is just : different.
bolly/holly - a perfect picture of page 3 pretty, soft graceful - veronica..
...was not 'nice'...
she is a manticore : born for it..
never chose - above it..
easy men - easy adulation - good proud leo pretty rich veronica life.
our happy - just different.
our bravery : is different.
our strenghts - is opposite.
my 'win' is the stories she 'created' : the wild imagination of hers..
which she wants to hide - so bad...
the hate is page 3 : for she hates the mirror.
but she is 'pretty' has nice - devil wears prada 🤩
further thoughts...
someday - i ll share the story and 'irony' of pretty...
for me - it is a bit of - psy/op - daredevil of sorts...
scars - dey do weird things to your mind..
...i stopped recognizing - faces..
just voices...and actions. 😵💫
it would be technically rong...
to say i stopped recognizing - faces..
...it is weird - different pretty - just became pretty..
it became - manners/words/intents and pretty of 3d...
...and pretty of 3d - i just could not - notice. 😵💫