Like not once did she say “I want a prince to come and rescue me from my situation.”
She just wanted to look cute and turn the fuck up at the party.
Cinderella never asked for a prince. She asked for a night off and a dress.
My notebook has remained blank for months
thanks to the light you shower
around me. I have no use
for my pen, which lies
languorously without grief.
Nothing is better than to live
a storyless life that needs
no writing for meaning—
when I am gone, let others say
they lost a happy man,
though no one can tell how happy I was.
be softer with you. you are a breathing thing. a memory to someone. a home to a life.
Wonder Woman is there to kick ass not give you a boner