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*VIVA VOCE.
06.16.03 @ 11:07 am she's got her daddy's wit, her mommy's good looks. wild imagination, harvard education, and years of bad decisions running down her face. when she was 5 she fell in love with destiny. it's never over, but at least now she can start living. velvet blood seeps from every pore. it's like regurgitating loss. the sun never looked so hateful as the day when it streaked her face in pale oranges and yellows (beauty only comes in one color and i know it isn't mine). it's never over, but at least now i can start living. << >> SN–— M |