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This is whats going on in my mind. I am not your friend. I'm just a man who knows how it feels. I'm not your friend, not your lover, not your family.
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I'm Kaila. I take pictures.

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Hotel of the white locust
Wednesday, August 26, 2009, 11:43 AM

"Welcome to Hollywood girl. Wake the fuck up in Hollywood whore. Combine the throbbin' in my head with the rhythm of my fucking feet. Say a novena for all those lost and read the bloodstains on the sheets. I've whored myself for less than this and I've prayed to appear to fed. As I knelt on my pillow God, I clenched the fucking fists and banged my head."-GJ.

This spider was outside my door, it was fucking huge.