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I am stranded in a bus station in kansas city, there's a warrant out for my arrest, I spent the last week selling my body, I can't get isaac to comprehend that I don't want to be with him, chad and I are wonderfully emotionally uninvolved; and I can't be bothered by any of this. I am happy, quite simply. Blissful, even. I have ceased to let these tedious parts of life bother me, I met a man today who offered to take me all over the world, a very intelligent, enlightened man. I met him because I have opened myself up to others, I am accepting myself and I am deeply excited about the prospect of falling in love with myself.
I am sitting here in torn tights, an oversized t-shirt, with greasy hair and red lipstick marks smeared beautifully across my pale face from hannahs sweet kisses; I feel wonderful, I feel desirable, I feel beautiful.
I am sitting here in torn tights, an oversized t-shirt, with greasy hair and red lipstick marks smeared beautifully across my pale face from hannahs sweet kisses; I feel wonderful, I feel desirable, I feel beautiful.