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i wanna be a ******* superstar on the late night news. i want front page all to myself; an old-fashioned penny-dreadful surrounded by fairytales, and auto-accidents! i wanna pop up on that ******** newsfeed. beauty is pain, not old-age like the morgue extras. so lacerate my ugly face, force lead wishes into my skin like botox for prey, and draw up my modeling contract where i fall… i wanna be the femme-fatale that no-one wanted to save… the star he couldn’t bare to finish… the star he meant to make me in to.
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
(Make Me) Autospy Famous.
i wanna be a ******* superstar on the late night news. i want front page all to myself; an old-fashioned penny-dreadful surrounded by fairytales, and auto-accidents! i wanna pop up on that ******** newsfeed. beauty is pain, not old-age like the morgue extras. so lacerate my ugly face, force lead wishes into my skin like botox for prey, and draw up my modeling contract where i fall… i wanna be the femme-fatale that no-one wanted to save… the star he couldn’t bare to finish… the star he meant to make me in to.
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
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