Sunday, 15 June 2014

A few words of warning

"Choose your battles wisely, my son
For not all can be won

History remembers hours lost and corners cut,
Unfinished projects and closet doors shut

Blood spilled on a sharp-point pin
Hundred of pounds, consigned to the bin."

Long and agonsing story short: I'm ripping everything up on this dress.

It will be a green dress (but not a real green dress, that's cruel).


*Not really 'anon', more 'me'. But 'anon' sounds more profound and worldly. No?

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