she was an alcoholic artist
with too much make-up round her eyes and I never knew her real name she was a sunbeam wrapped in lies but I love her and I'm sorry
and that's all there is to say it's like a fairy from the ancient time and I hope it, hope it stays that way and when I woke up on your kitchen floor with a headache made in hell
finaste
Det är någonting som är intakt. Som att se på medan man vet att tiden börjar rinna ut. Det är inte sorgligt, bara frustrerande. Min fina lördag med massor av fantastiska människor. Tack.