God no! I’m a bad person because I crave material goods and I want all these things for my birthday.
That picture of James Baldwin and Nina Simone.
Roberto Bolaño, The Return.
Curren$y, now rather than later. Make it happen, tiger.
Derek Lam’s ram-head-clasp bag. Because, you see, Aries is my sign, I know that I can rhyme. Sometimes I rhyme in wiggles, plus I make the honeys wiggle.
Soft furry pelts and boots, and a room that’s sunny all the time–and empty except for a bed. Apartment 15 simply doesn’t have the room.
Bobby Womack – “Across 110th Street.” Just found out Bobby’s got a brother named Friendly and that’s real funny, ’cause friendly is what I’d like to get with some sheets and fur in a room that’s sunny all the time (and empty except for a bed).
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