Girl, Interrupted.

So the dazzling-hot-tin kind of emotion is back, for All Tomorrow's parties.

I now blend in with tossed contact lenses, waste paper, and black coffee; And the imaginary cigarettes tucked between my fingers turn out to be a teaspoon stick.
In my insight there is smoke; twisted with nico's all tomorrow's parties in a black and white film.

Last night I had a dream of being unable to sleep.
I found out that I had been asleep while I woke up, only to end up with more weariness.
Picking out the right tense of use...swaying back and forth on a pencil-drawn timeline.
What a fine line.