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Like anybody can tell you, I am not a very nice girl. I have always admired the villain, the outlaw, the son of a bitch. I don’t like the clean-shaven boy with the necktie and the good job. I like desperate people, people with broken teeth and broken minds and broken ways. They interest me. They are full of surprises and explosions. I also like vile women, drunk cursing bitches with loose stockings and sloppy mascara faces. I’m more interested in perverts than saints. I can relax with bums because I am a bum. I don’t like laws, morals, religions, rules. I don’t like to be shaped by society.
I am a type-A, alpha-girl lollygagger, the leader of a gang of heartbroken misfits, running wild across this lonely strip of amusements, each of us smarting from the betrayals of a loved one.
Never hide things from hardcore thinkers. We get more aggravated, more provoked by confusion than the most painful truths.