Broadcasting thoughts

Twas another horrific freak filled morning of freaks

Beautiful golden ringlets

Oh that?

Dont worry, now i saw the real you

You have a new top

The curls i thought were you, but were not

They were dressed exactly like you, even the sunglasses

Sorry for the mistake

Are you angry?

I just realised you have a new top

Can i see you again and get a better look? Im sitting with a flower for you!

A hibiscus

You have your own impersonator, g!

Is that not a compliment?
Can i please get another look at the real you, now?

Please? At you in your new top?

Can’t you stay still?

Are you still angry at me?

See! Thats the exact reason i usually never say anything until im sure

You wont let me see you now!

Even if youre mad at me, i was unsure about the impersonator

But i realised it was you in your new top, who solicited me like a pro on heatherton rd yesterday

Then, once i was certain today, my heart leapt for joy, but twas all too late