An Unrefractive Girl

She could minimize the glare, god bless her; I swear I could stare at her various dresses for hours and still not be able to guess what colour they were – above her, a small yellow halo (I always suggested was due to her sainthood, but she protested not worse than the first time she turned to invite me for decidedly unsaintly things in a backseat) but she minimized glare; she degaussed all my screens and she will go on to be perfect and not think of me again.


~ by perfectionatrix on June 16, 2016.

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