Моя жизнь - совокупность моих выборов, а не чьих-то преступлений.
In the voice of America’s first Super Model, Gia Carangi. RIP 1960- 1986

So you bite your tongue and squint at me, but
ultimately, I just stick my gum on your glass doors,
preach lies promising sex in photographs and then it seems
everyone has to go out of my life. But seriously,
really where do people go, when they say they have to go?
Masking reality into a box of work and love: life.
Order yellow roses to be sent to a girl’s door-See Vogue at 2 PM-
dig for money that will fill my needles: the only way to live in a box.
Enter my cardboard box-box with six sides.
Look at the god damned box (inside and outside). And I
give up while knocked up, knocking the rose scented apartment door and
I am your golden retriever pup- begging to be loved-just hold me…
a second longer.
Cease. Desist. No more of this, no more pet needles line my dresses/cut…
AIDS a four letter word like any other swear, shunned.
Rebel-glazed I had it in my very veins. Hold me…
a second longer.
Nothing my friend, is wrong with me. And
God, I think has big plans for me. And you were there when
I drank my last second.
<3 Rachael
ultimately, I just stick my gum on your glass doors,
preach lies promising sex in photographs and then it seems
everyone has to go out of my life. But seriously,
really where do people go, when they say they have to go?
Masking reality into a box of work and love: life.
Order yellow roses to be sent to a girl’s door-See Vogue at 2 PM-
dig for money that will fill my needles: the only way to live in a box.
Enter my cardboard box-box with six sides.
Look at the god damned box (inside and outside). And I
give up while knocked up, knocking the rose scented apartment door and
I am your golden retriever pup- begging to be loved-just hold me…
a second longer.
Cease. Desist. No more of this, no more pet needles line my dresses/cut…
AIDS a four letter word like any other swear, shunned.
Rebel-glazed I had it in my very veins. Hold me…
a second longer.
Nothing my friend, is wrong with me. And
God, I think has big plans for me. And you were there when
I drank my last second.
<3 Rachael