Notes
There are many kinds of lonely evenings. Sometimes you’re sad, yes, but sometimes you feel about to conquer the world. You’ll probably do it later, though. Your house is warm and the light is cozy and you don’t feel like taking crap from anybody out there. You are in charge, and you decide to dance. Put your diva hat on. Rock your best moves. Wear your leather jacket over your pyjamas because you’re just that cool. Stand on the sofa again, and this time, yell out: “I’m the queen of the world!”
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