I slowly sat up in my dorm room, su
I remembered was my farewell party before London,
le: September 5th, move-in day, the
hurning, as the door creaked open, rev
arm – a blatant, terrible knock-off of my AllSaints le
rrifying loop, forced to relive every
twist things until I looked like the villain, the prestigious internship I lo
ot with a fury born of kn
to endure this slow-motion psyc
in, knowing the devastation she' d lea
accommodating, and always gave the benefit of the doubt
s would be drast
she thought she held all the
nowledge, and this time, the
s finally mi