its very difficult to keep the line between the past and the present. where’s the libra husband? its ALL in the stars you know, now you get to be a real individual. eat your cake, chew it up, su su su sugar cake. a girl for you a boy for me, dont you see how happy we could be? our minds don’t function when hot so look into the mirror. what do you see? you think everything that you didn’t do is good when at the time it was bad. the morning finger writes and having written it moves on…im putting on the silver mask…you know what that means. there’s so much i haven’t gotten to. this little book is going to keep me straight…a great little dancer…i see a great little dancer, a little girl. they see a woman and they cant dance at all. fuck glasses. give me binoculars. you’re not czechoslovakian so say you love me and stop doing things so ugly. you know what i see? two women stuck together in a big house with nowhere to go who made the best out of their lack of libra husbands.
(images from google)
(images from google)
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