Oh, sweet disappointments that could be waiting for me at the scrap heap! Like all those things that remind me of the time I was breaking up with my eighth grade boyfriend. Sweet Slick vinyl seated dreams of something awfully aqua or puke green. To curl up cozy and make my calves purr into delirious soundlessness. My scalp itches and begs for attention just to think of it.

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