Currently playing:
"Firewoman" by Hungry Young Poets
I'm in delirium.
The clinic's on heavily queue.
I would already pass out if I'll wait before I'll get to the nurse's desk.
I've been taking meds with an empty stomach,
and the sights are all in blurry.
I got down to take my first official meal,
I've been starving for the past 27 hours.
I thought I saw an apparition.
I thought I saw my angel.
I saw The Ervin Legend.
And,
it's real.
More beautiful.
More delicious.
I'm still in delirium.
from the writer of: the chronicles of a third sex goddess, the starlet letters, lipstick writings on the wall, the goddess scriptures, the diva notes, and the queerest travel.
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