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Well if I sound depressed enough, maybe I'll scrape together enough followers to be taken seriously when I write with the melancholic grit of Sylvia Plath; and maybe then this sadness draped over my shoulders will flow gracefully when I walk by all the things I did for you; and maybe this statement piece isn't so impressionable; and I don't have to wear something plain to go with it, because I'm tired of being told I'm 'over-the-top' like a teddy bear peaking out of a garbage can; and maybe I'll post this the instant fashionable sadness falls out of style - and then your pity would be quashed and then your pity would be quashed
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Jul 5, 2015
Jul 5, 2015 at 6:35 PM UTC
Fashionable Sadness
Well if I sound depressed enough, maybe I'll scrape together enough followers to be taken seriously when I write with the melancholic grit of Sylvia Plath; and maybe then this sadness draped over my shoulders will flow gracefully when I walk by all the things I did for you; and maybe this statement piece isn't so impressionable; and I don't have to wear something plain to go with it, because I'm tired of being told I'm 'over-the-top' like a teddy bear peaking out of a garbage can; and maybe I'll post this the instant fashionable sadness falls out of style - and then your pity would be quashed and then your pity would be quashed
"Yeah, we suffer for fashion. Whatever." ~ Of Montréal
mia-barrat
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Jul 5, 2015
Jul 5, 2015 at 6:35 PM UTC
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