bichoose (bichoose) wrote,

Thursday 14th February 2019. already the rush of rubber tyres has begun outside this window on the world....sleep as one becomes older is only found inside a lucky bag along with a penny whistle and those hard super sweet colourful toffee's which break your teeth, in my day of youth they cost three pennies i doubt they even exsist today but some how the thought of them still after all these years lingers never far away from my mind.
Today is red drag day and i wonder how the transvestites of the world think on this day hitch up the stockings or pull on an old t-shirt open a can of beer and whisper fuck it to ones self...i came across this quote this morning which i think sums up my frame of mind this morning..." I myself am made entirely of flaws stitched together with good intentions. "
by one Augsten Burroughs...and as it's but red drag day i shall think in the multitude of colours and whisper sparkle to myself when i open a bottle of Bubbles tonight...i might even return here...God Help me...So goeth...
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