Dark Circles by Annie Abbondante

All I ever really wanted were dark circles under my eyes. The thin, navy half-moons seemed so elusive and beautiful. I wanted the kind you get from being malnourished or not getting enough sleep. Models who spent nights with rock stars had them. Dancers who devoted themselves too much to their art had them. Pale girls with black hair and lip rings had them. I wanted the kind that came from within. The kind that showed that my skin was so thin that my insides were showing. That kind gets people asking questions about you.