more monroe than onassis.

more diamonds than pearls.
more starlet than wife.
more volatile than calm.
more peroxide than twinsets.

september 2010: i think im going to go to america for a while.
i need to travel again, there is something in my bones. im going to get married in vegas, visit old friends in brooklyn, and chase the pacific all the way to california. im going to rent a car and drive the interstate. i dont want familiarity anymore. just her, just her and me. and so many strangers, so that my heart wont weep.


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