Traced a heart in the frost on my whiskey bottle
7:30 PM breakfast, standing in my bra
Painting wings and tentacles
Drinking alone
Wondering what to do tonight.
Wondering if it's a bad thing
that most of my friends in this town
are men who want to have sex with me.
Wondering if it's sad
that I go to Pita Pit to see the night shift crew
to get a smile, make me laugh, hear someone
call me beautiful.
NIN lyrics, "You make this all go away"
and I realize I have nothing
to make it all go away.
A heart like Berlin
Vibrant underground scene
painted atop bombed-out ruins
So alive, but no one can ever
quite forget
the wars that once waged here.
I would give anything for adventure if you would give everything for love.
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