back with shorter hair; sleazy ms. riviera coctail-hopping sunglasses wearing woman. glam it up, tone it down with silence and speak through images only. it’s the season of the witch inside my brain; it feels like early spring many years ago (my laughter is the same) and i can smell the outdoors, the smells feverishly and crisply invading my mind. i am hiding, hidden and quiet. long walks and psychology of the flesh. when i grow old i will wear only pearls, pearls and sunglasses and dresses like in the films.
it’s time for dress-up, time for fiction and mrs. dalloway’s secret love life. it’s truly like a spring of past, my coat is navy blue and pristine and strangers are beginning to notice me again.
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sibyls said:
that lipstick looks so pretty on you, and i love your hair.
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koolthing said:
take a close up on your tattoo? :D it looks so pretty, i want to see it!
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