One minute you’re twirling in a valley singing at the top of your lungs. The next minute you find yourself barricaded in your studio-castle Googling what you look like cos you can’t even keep mirrors in the house anymore (without smashing them).
Lord knows you used to have real friends, back in the day. What were their names again…? You tried to keep touch, then it was just Facebook… Then you deleted that shit cos you knew, you knew they were just using social media as a window to your fucked up world—come to get a glimpse of the beast!!!
The village people all remember you. You were such a nice young thing. You had potential. What happened to you? Now you just dress in black leather and wears the furs of the forest creatures. You smoke cigarettes, but only when you’re drinking and cackling. But that’s all the time now unfortunately.
You have one pot in the kitchen. The model cauldron. It’s cursed and only makes low sodium tomato soup, Tesco brand. Dishes spilling out over the sink, rotten and decaying. But you don’t care. Food is for humans. You’re a fashion model now. You live off of raw bars and diet soda. Whatever keeps your skin loose and sallow.
You don’t need the sympathy of the village. You have notoriety, you have infamy, you have A TWITTER FOLLOWING. As long as you can keep up with your own image. Quick, retweet something about values and positive thought. Instagram yourself with a puppy—before you eat it anyway.
Life is rough for you bitch, but everyone wants to be you. They have their forums to talk about you. All talk is good talk. You look like a scary alien this season! They “don’t know” about your new high fashion asymmetrical bowl-cut. You lost weight and they fear for your cosmetic contracts! If you shaved off your eyebrows, some random bro from middle America that works at TJ Maxx thinks you could get a Prada exclusive. IF YOU’RE REALLY DEDICATED, that is.
"Why so melancholy? A wondrous future lies before you - you, the destined hero of a charming fairy tale come true.”
There’s no going back now, Maleficent