Rubyfruit
ripe
- Joined
- Oct 9, 2001
- Posts
- 18,859
Sadness has turned into anger.
My hands look old.
I see fine lines around my eyes.
My tummy will never be flat again, no matter how many goddamn situps I do.
I'm livid.
I found a grey hair in my eyebrows this morning.
My roots need touching up every four weeks.
Youth seemed mine eternal only a few years ago.
Now it is slipping away.
And I'm mad.
Very mad.
My hands look old.
I see fine lines around my eyes.
My tummy will never be flat again, no matter how many goddamn situps I do.
I'm livid.
I found a grey hair in my eyebrows this morning.
My roots need touching up every four weeks.
Youth seemed mine eternal only a few years ago.
Now it is slipping away.
And I'm mad.
Very mad.