so much better

I'm wearing lingerie I bought for you. Lingerie I wore for you many times through the years we spent together. As I put it on, I had a brief flash, a moment...I was back in your room at that goddamn apartment. We'd been fighting, I was crying. When you hugged me you realized I'd come over wearing it under my shorts and t-shirt. How typical, that I'd come over wanting to make you happy, and before you even realized it I was crying because of yet another stupid fucking fight.

I'm wearing it for somebody else now, and I'm happy about it. And you can go to hell.

posted by Just Call Me Fabulous @ 9:26 PM