“Can You Be Happy With The Movies, And The Ads, And The Clothes In The Stores, And The Doctors, And The Eyes As You Walk Down The Street All Telling You There Is Something Wrong With You? No. You Cannot Be Happy. Because, You Poor Darling Baby, You
“These hands elate my life, choke me, broil my bosom, spank me, give fire to my words, my words, mother, my heart beats in my words.” ― Laura Gentile, Seraphic Addiction
