talk talk says it all

and yes, talk talk laughing stock till shakes me to the core. long open drastic night, bottle of rum, half a dozen packs of cigarettes, stovelight on, fan blowing air from outdoors, a.c. out of commission, children starving in india. i'm not drunk yet, but i'm getting there.

"we could fuck or talk music," she said.

"let's talk music."

2003-04-24 | 12:55 p.m.
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