i am the victim and the murdererrrr

tea and cigarettes. and selling things like mad. and you showed up in my dream last night. alot. alot cherie. and then you call me . saying the same thing. lucid. lucy d. lsd. like. right. now. everything about you is perfect. except our. circumstance. not so much distance. as. the situation itself. i notice your absence though. its noticable. to me. cry yourself to sleep.over it. little bee. regardless. im obsessed with my own romantic illusions. im veryyyy into the idea of spending time in barcelona. this fall. very very. after all the business is taken care of. and theres alot of business going on. but no rush. no. very laxx. is how i like it. but im deeply depressed , on a functional level. and i miss how the strawberries smell . and the juicy watermelons. . . i got celebrity sighted . Z-list or what . underground diva starlet that i am. im so grateful for the tragedies. forever. they are presents. little secret presents in disguise. GRATEFUL. .oh. london with miss diamond is also on the menu. its been too long. since i was born and since the explosions. years ago.