When barrow gurney was demolished I went into the memory of the building, and spoke to its art. Woke it up, gave eternal life, and promised it a memorial which Im working on.
However, this story is bigger than it will ever seem until I get permission to write the book 😉
A few weeks later chucky came to me (not mine Jays) and said (as there was an issue) “LeeLee may I send you money so you can take Plato to the vet.” What am I supposed to do argue?
I also got dive bombed by a blue jay this morning – is it a safer kind of love
For Jay I wonder?
Not that anyone can hear us on the jail phones or anything – “voodoo connection”
He must be off the shit – however who even needed to see him running around nude in my room astrally smoking crack with hannah –
P.s. Shipley dont fuck with my
Men especially my muses – my art history appreciation book comes out
Super soon.. And can i have my RSK mates back this is bullshit
I know Jay no one can really hear us – lol …