after a bottle of south african red wine... i'm hysterical on the bed listening to live tapes of the velvet underground---on the verge of tears --- heroin, some kinda love, over you....catharsis...night...sharpie scribbles----i'm wiggling in my spot--- tomorrow night i'll share this space with my brown-eyed baby,... i miss her--- i miss my father-
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