lit and recklessgone against typeclean cut but no business prompted bylicked lips and harsh spirits hard sell at last call convinced stumble inand unwrapped swift by dying lightan errant tattoo halt halt cold shake brought up short -surprise swastica ...
"i'm not like other girls." an old proyou grin proud batty baby doll lashesputting on a proper show but even i can tellhow tough it is going down every syllable sticks when you swallow ...
half tarnished Southern belle,
half disgraced New England patrician.
i ran away out West as soon as i could.
i write for my “sanity” and because i don’t like anything more.
i’m not quite as careful about grammar as i could be.
I’m made up mostly of sugar and caffeine, booze and cigarettes.
i tried kerouac’s signature drink and found it awful, but potent.
after the recent discovery of jazz music,
i’ve acquired an alarmingly false sense of coolness.
it won’t last long.
growing up,
i used to trip down stairs on a regular basis.
i’ve gotten better, but
i have lots of scars.
Motto | stay excellent or die trying. |
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Country | United States of America |
Gender | Female |
Website | http://ozthewild.tumbl... |
Joined | 7 years, 11 months ago |
Last active | 7 years, 9 months ago |