There is something incredibly disturbing about the celebrity/paparazzi relationship, especially for someone as uniquely placed in terms of fame as Britney Spears.
"And so it is that we, as men, do not exist until we do; and then it is that we play with our world of existent things, and order and disorder them, and so it shall be that Non-existence shall take us back from Existence, and that nameless Spirituality shall return to Void, like a tired child home from a very wild circus."
I always imagined my time with you coloured with reds and blacks and falling like droplets of blood onto bone white paper, paper that fell in slow motion, tumbling end-over-end to land face down on the crisp sheets of a large bed encircled with billowing curtains of alternating damask and air which opened to permit the sunlight of a bright sunday
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i had a dream last night where i stepped out of an aeroplane and my parachute didn't open and i hit the earth with a dull boom and i then spent the rest of the dream complaining about the terrible aches in my bones, and my back.