Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Wednesday, December 12, 2001

Hey ma, look, it's me. Sorta. I had fun playing with dolls. I fiddled with it a bit afterwards too, since she was too busty to be me, and her hair was a weird red, whereas mine is slowly reverting to its natural dust-mud brown. There's still a lot of black in there, though. But the hair's about right now, and the wardrobe was pretty accurate all along. Note spikey collar, fuck-off heels and smirk.

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