Dec 14, 2004 22:51
for creation of art there must be some sort of destruction of the artist, just as we women break ourselves in birth. sensible, young and proper will not cut it.
this is why i wonder so strongly about the women with whom i've been grouped; supposedly insane and broken, for the most part. how broken? how insane? i do not think they have even touched the waters i know so well.
go on, you psychotic bitches, friend me, if you will.