It wasn't awful to be dead. The stillness would almost be a relief. She wouldn't want pain, she wouldn't want to be wounded or mutilated. She could never shoot herself or jump off a building. But being dead wasn't unthinkable.
Janet FitchTheir love as a dragonfly, skimming over echo park, stoppin to visit the lotus. Eating dreams and drinking blue sky.
Janet Fitchher scruffy innoscense to impregnate with his dreams. reason was seductive, it gave the appearance of truth
Janet FitchYou paid for every second of beauty you managed to steal.
Janet FitchDeath disapearance was what you didnt talk about. like a sewer running under the street, the shit was down there, out of sight, but you could smell it, it didnt go away, it didnt vanish
Janet FitchThese people picked you up and played with you and then left you lying in the rain
Janet FitchHe was so damn perverse, he preferred to dream it than to make it come true.
Janet Fitchlike a kid kicked out of class. humiliated and free.
Janet Fitchecho, the death of a sound that had nowhere to go but to come back.
Janet Fitchhere, here is my dark world. you carry it for a change. im out
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