No sleep. Christ, here we go, a nightmare of madness. I can’t take this life.
I’m upset. Someone bring me a milkshake and watch me cry while I drink it. Thanks.
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She was happy, and perfectly in line with the tradition of those women they used to call “ruined,” “fallen,” feckless, bitches in heat, ravished dolls, sweet sluts, instant princesses, hot numbers, great lays, succulent morsels, everybody’s darlings … — Jean Genet, Querelle
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