I'll be alright- just not tonight...
oh someday-
I wish you'd let me stay.
Fairytales never end- while always hault
Most often do I forget why I came here.
Cinderella lost in a world of liquor and perfect little pills...
Eating merely nothing to fit into her perfect blue dress and those dainty glass slippers.
She's only waiting on the next best thing.
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