Fairy-forsaken

Still no trace of the Fairy Godmother.
Bitch.
Maybe she's just watching me struggle from her glitzy purple cloud; shrugging if she's French, gracefully because she's a fairy; but shrugging all the same. Or maybe she just gave up on me when she caught me reading through a very steamy story I wrote for.. for.. you know, Internet, that far-away person who split up with me.

I should have let the steamy story in its little folder; it's so full of her.

I think I can see the FGM shake her blue rinse all the way from here.