i'm a muse, not a mistress, not a whore

a couple of weeks ago i lost my shoes. maybe they were stolen but i dont remember. so i went to this party and wore my favorite pair of shoes. it’s one of those feet-fucking-hurting pair of shoes that one wears to make a simple outfit something special. but still because of that fucking pain i switched to my totally worn down ballerina flats and when i left i forgot them. but maybe they were already gone. i miss the pain in my feet every time i go out.

rip favorite high heels.