I'm the ex-girlfriend, the girl in the polaroid, the one in the play, the scar on your back, the crazy tattooed horse girl by the river, the englishfrenchwoman in New York who isn't Quentin and the car accident that keeps almost happening. Up for adoption, damaged but nicely packaged, no refunds.

Monday, 13 August 2012

Parenthesis: missed musical bliss

I was 13 and living only a couple of miles away in London that night. If I had a time machine, this would be one of my stops.
I love you Chet.
I love you VM.
I love you Elvis.

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