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dancing in an empty ballroom

Here's a thought for you to disregard...completely...

the indie mary jane
21 April 1984
if i get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me threatening the life it belongs to
and i feel like i'm naked in front of the crowd cause these words are my diaries screaming out loud and I know that you'll use them however you want to.

legs can dance, run, slink, seduce and stop traffic

they call me legs
and i write

(almost excessively. Hee. almost!)

oh you dont like it?
so fuck off.

I am the Bourgeoisie Princess Mexico
(memories of simpler times...)

to the stars in bumper cars