No expectations, no regrets
Yet here I sit expecting some grand gesture. But life is no John Hughes movie and I sure as hell ain't no Molly Ringwald. Does anyone even get that reference anymore? I'm straddling the line between 30 and 40 Sitting in the corner pouting like a little girl. Not very becoming for a dame of my age But youth is exiting my body like menses and I guess that will be gone soon too. I should have done the manly thing and bought a Corvette and a blonde.
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AuthorAudrie is a writer and editor living in Illinois. She is a fan of all things horror and pop culture. Archives
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