Constant headache left me some minutes ago and the feeling is quite divine. I would be the happiest human being in the world if someone would force me to kiss the dead guy who invented the painkillers until the rest of my life. I bet his breath would be deadly and hypnotic at the same time. Anyways, I am making myself pretty for the party. Being superficial around superficial people is fun. And, of course, mixing drugs with cherry vodka is too.
About Me
- Anita
- Anita came back home from on the island. But Anita came on home without a name. Once upon a time or maybe twice there lived a little girl inside my head called Little Suicide.
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