
and so this is christmas

yeah, they were all yellow

put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty

you're number eight, your name is jane, with black hair, braids, and black lines around your eyes

pigtails and freckles, braces on your teeth, who would have thought they'd become so sublime? i would have thought, for i thought so all the time

when i’m in the middle of a dream, stay in bed, float up stream

the lovely dysfunction of natalie wood and warren beatty

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WHISPERS