i cannot possibly express the anguish to which I am driven living with my parents. i turn one way and slam into the world's most tangled guilt-trip and the other way I bump into the volcanic relationship between my mother and father.
this must be what hell is like.
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a little somethin-somethin about the mysterious wondrous crushingly ironic and heartbreakingly laughable adventure that is my life.
About Me
- tête de linotte
- seattle born, nyc run-away, unabashed francophile, passenger of the world, fool in love...living for now in nyc, existing existentially elsewhere.
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