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Mar 24, 2007 14:14

Good Frankenstein gets me thinking, &
There aren't any bad times here, I am going to spend the rest of my life inbetween silk sheets drinking champagne for breakfast, or at least until I have to face up to things that I do not care for.
Scattered really, some people have a very high opinion of themselves, & it's never going to happen. Worlds apart, other things are happening, beautifully, softly. Little implosions, secrets.
(& in answer to the old question; it's more of a blaring static, like a broken cinema screen or the middle of a tornado.)

"Quit to the valley until the light moves you again, girl" who else would know to say that to me? It's like electricity you can see.

(Writing "cock piss partridge" on the side of his car was the best & funniest act of revenge I have ever experienced I love us all, Bloomsbury boys)
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