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Money, glitter, stardom, fame
Welcome to the glamour game
Paparazzi, magazines
Life is never what it seems
Lipstick, hairspray, Jimmy Choos
Faking smiles, downing *****
They prop you up to watch you fall
But isn't fortune worth it all?
 Nov 2015 Dead lover
Alex
I'm trying really hard to be okay with what's been done to me
I feel more okay when I can do the things it takes to be okay
I feel more than okay when I'm going 100 miles an hour down the road I grew up on
I'd feel ******* great if I could destroy my body a little bit more
That's all I want
I just want to be okay
I want to forget
Jack Kerouac give
me your mind so that I may
live your legacy
Holding on to the
product of hard work as if
it will ever leave.
She tells me, that
the night never ends,
but she would because
the Moon and I are
old friends.
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