Title cause I was listening to the song. I don't know why.
"You're so Art Deco, out on the floor
Shining like gun metal, cold and unsure
Baby, you're so ghetto
You're looking to score
When they all say hello
You try to ignore them
Cause you want more (why?)
You want more (why?)
You want more (why?)
Cause you want more"
Art Deco by the lovely Lana Del Rey
I'm so confused, no, not confused. I don't know what I am.
Plus this book is just as clueless as me. It will literally just be random shit. Acquired taste may or may not apply.
Why am I doing this?
Possible slow updates. Most likely slow. Snail like.
I'll probably be posting fucking word definitions I pulled from the dictionary.
That's how much confusion is running through my brain at this idea.
Hmm, thought I wasn't confused? Now I am, but I'm not. Fuck I'm fucking confused.
I'm psychologically all over the place okay?
Sue me.
Fuckin' raspberries.
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