Seeing her "baby-face" rids her of hunger...or maybe it's the heated, dark liquid in the cup in her hair. The small appeitite makes her push up color bangs and smirk. She feels like the world is finally dancing to her beat.
"Last year," she thinks, "I was a sniffling, little brat who found please in self-pain. Now I own this mother fuckin world!" A rather large gulp slips down her throat, taking her in minutes beyond cloud nine...and oh my goth does it feel amazing.
Author's note:
Hey. This basically me on an empty stomach, having anything with caffeine.
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