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i often dream of dying. i’d never want to kill myself but i dare fate to somehow end my life almost daily. i’m starting to lose interest in my own work, i’m not sure art means anything to me anymore. i guess i’m not inspired and i don’t know if anything will ever make me feel otherwise.
…We knew the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love, and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them…
For people who say, “How can you like Howard Stern?” This is but ONE of the many reasons why. I love you Howard! (caw! caw!)
josephine mcadam.
i think i’m finally finished with this set.
When a girl has a heart of stone, there’s only one way to melt it. Just add Ice.