February X, 2020
There are only so many vacant nods left in me and I don’t know what I’ll do when they all run out. I’m afraid I’ve been nodding vacantly for too many years and soon I’ll lose the privilege, I won’t be able to do it anymore, and all that’ll be left in me is an infinite reserve of blank stares.
Blank ass stares, the ones where my eyes cross over and my mouth hangs just the tiniest bit open, stupid, dry, and I won’t be allowed to pretend or zone out or be a fake bitch anymore and everyone will at last discover how totally dull I’ve found them all along.
The facade is totally cracking and the girls are totally catching on.
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