From the Journal of Vicky Vanity
Friday, January 28, 2011
Morning Thoughts.
It's so cute to watch you fall. You're nothing without the drugs and with no money you're nothing at all. You're such a waste of space in my already over-clattered life. Tonight is the night I give you up, you demon residing in my mind.
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