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Insecure, not the HBO show

I will retire from this conversation. But please be assured, it is not that I do not find charm in your wit, or intrigue in your dispositions. I fear most your discernment. I fear most, my inability to veil the parts of me, you will, at a moment’s notice, find underwhelming. 

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Beautiful, brave of heart

Calamity befalls you

You’re true puppet of woe

You’ve been kissed by love and hate just the same

You’ve seen it all

It’s time to go home

No, it’s not depression.

This here, is far too distinguished a feeling.

It’s enlightenment,

a handshake with fate,

reconciliation with life

Beautiful, brave of heart

hanging from a rope

Your neck carelessly bound

The orchestration of your own murder

Imprecise and ghastly. And how gorgeous it all was.

A lifeless face

Aggrieved and delicate

I’ve never seen one more beautiful

Go forth, go fast, go slow, die at your own pace

Make it beautiful, go gently. Pathetically.

Do not let the gods take you away

Bow out at your time, relinquish them of their might

Do not let them win, never let them win

Till we meet again

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New Year’s Eve, Grand Central Station, NYC, 1969. Photo by Leonard Freed (via)

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the coming together of young fools in love, broken hearted losers, regretful divorcees, and joyful adventurists, gathered in what many may deem, Sodom and Gomorrah – a sinners’ paradise where the wrong doers ran around naked, drunk, and buzzed, as if to give a stellar audition for a placement in hell.

Mom, and the Prince of devastation

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Cheap date

We took Acid and made our way to the matinee, in search of a soul perhaps, somewhere deeply hidden, in the subtle nuances of an old French film we will come to forget.

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A little rebel in you

It was upon the realisation, that I was to you, a mere pawn to your revolt, a home upon which your insurgency  could roam with liberty , that I came to understand it was not love you sought, 

but the thrill of a cigarette

 the tot of Gin on your 16th 

Defiance.

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Eat hearty

And if of course, my dear, you find that you are famished tonight. Scavenge from the memory of me, for I have nothing, nothing else to give.

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How do you suppose we kiss, when your head is stuck in the clouds?

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la jeune fille

The boy, as it was, had been wooed  by me, quite undone, in fact. And I of course, was ravished by his childish sentiments. I became a girl deluded by a faux sense of grandeur, a girl of lesser intellect, lesser spirit. My essence, I had contorted into obliteration. I was unrecognisable to myself. He thought I was a god for Christ sake! Why would I even bother? why would I even try to be something other than the god he thought me to be? It was easier that way. 

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Piss stains on the bathroom wall, screaming out I love you

My affections, uncouth as can be, these vile creatures of which I’m sure,  you wish were a lot less robust; teeth puncturing a lip in which a universe resides, the choking of a neck, setting free at once, a nation that has long stampeded upon your tranquillity, murdering your inhibitions, structuring a grand coffin for each one, oh, what a mournful celebration on  this bed we call home, our desires cushioned by vices. 

I do, of course, wish refinery upon the manner in which we love, but  it is the vulgarity in our romance that has kept us breathing for so long. Although through contamination, we’re heaving still, breathing still. Many don’t, many die. So, fuck you, and I of course deserve one, too. That is how we love, we give a fuck.

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I have, as a consequence of loving you, abjured from all that is bad.

It is perhaps, the spell of your divinity, that has made an obedient Angel out of Lucy, and for that I ask. How dare you? 

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I wrote you a note 6 mornings ago, I hope it made you smile.

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It's as if she snatches hearts at dawn, and sleeps hearty mid-afternoon,

                                                                But, boy, you ought to love her.

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Odd hours, cigarette hues, and conversations about eternity over Fiji water.  

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You feel like 2011, the first time I listened to Nostalgia ultra. You feel like love, drugs and innocence, you feel like my mother's house

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